Kylie. Sensual assassinator. A beautiful blonde whom can get as she desires
Antonio. A sexy Italian Mafia beast. Can get any girl with just a look
Kylie is finally able to work as Antonio's first female assassin. At first she isn't very fond of him...
Of course Mr. Sanchez invited me and the lovely Antonio to a cocktail party. I didn't want to go anywhere with this man. I showered and decided do show more than usual. I put loose curls in my hair, eyelashes, light eyeshadow, and red lipstick. I put make up over my cut to they wouldn't ask any questions. It looked like abuse. Hell it is abuse. I don't like to admit it but Antonio was violent and scary. Though, I could tolerate being around him. As much as I hate saying it, I get it from being around my mother. Maybe it's a good thing Antonio is sending me back to Andre after we get divorced.
Antonio's POV:
I showered, got dressed, and combed my hair. I went downstairs and prepared myself to scream her name. But there she was. Sitting on the couch, looking beautiful as ever. I hated myself for admiring the way she looked. I wanted to run away from it.
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She looked at me and tilted her head to the side. I felt like I was in a trans for a minute. "You look good," I said as she smiled and walked to me. "What can I say, we have to put on one hell of a show right?" She said then walked passed me. I chuckled at her humor. 'She's starting to get mean like me. Cute.' I said to myself.
We got in the car and my eyes were fixed on her the whole time. She was looking outside for the most part. She finally looked at me confused. "What's on your mind?" She asked
"You're wearing too less Kylie. I could see parts of your thigh and a lot of cleavage." I said in an unintentional harsh tone.
"I'm allowed to wear things Antonio. I'm not going to change myself just because I'm your pretend wife. I just hold a tag, I don't have a fake persona to show." She said as she looked away.
The car stopped and as I got out, I grabbed her hand to help her out. She threw on a smile and people started taking pictures. We walked into the party and greeted Mr. Sanchez.
"How are you Mrs. Ricci?" He said smiling.
I smirked at the thought of my last name being attached to her first. Kylie Ricci. It sounded so good together. I shook off the thought quickly. What's wrong with me? Maybe it's the dress that's affecting me. Or the graceful smile she gives off. Her good soul. But for what? An arranged marriage soon to end?
"Well Mrs. Sanchez is over there with the ladies." He smiled whiled pointing to her.
Kylie smiled and bowed her head slightly, "Have a great evening Mr. Sanchez." She said then kissed my cheek before walking off.
Kylie's POV:
I seen Antonio sitting with Mr. Sanchez going over the papers. Was this the end of us? I didn't really like the sound of it. But he's a dangerous, ruthless pig. Why should I be sad about a loveless marriage? That's all it was, right? I looked at him and admired his face.
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I seen Mr. Sanchez walk away and Antonio greet a woman. Why is it every woman Antonio speaks to so damn beautiful. She was a tall brunette with the face of a goddess. She looked so beautiful in purple dress. I noticed her cling onto Antonio, but as always, he let her. I sighed at the thought of it but I understood why. Our time as a married couple was soon to be over. I couldn't do anything but accept it. I then got a text on my phone.
He said he will have his lawyers go through the contract ad then he'll sign it. Consider this something to celebrate.
X- Antonio
I smiled a little at the text but frowned after. I looked up to see Antonio's hand on the girl's waist. She looked please. I wanted to run and cry but I couldn't. So I resulted to doing something that'll keep me sane for the night.
DRINK
I went to the bar and drank more cocktails than I could count. I had to make sure I watched the bar tender just in case he would slip a drug inside. Thankfully he didn't. The more I drank, the more numb I became. I barely thought of anything that ever hurt me. I felt free. I didn't stop til I could barely walks.
Antonio's POV:
"So you live in this city Leah?" I said putting my hand on her waist.
Putting a tracking device on her was easy. She wore a dress that showed her waist. She giggled as she felt my hand press against her.
"Me and Randy's relationship is going downhill. I wish he could be like you instead of hating you so much." She said sensually
"I see." I said in the most sincere tone ever.
She was so uninteresting and flirts like a tone death Barbie. I looked towards the buffet of snacks to see Kylie on the floor eating. She looked like shit so I immediately knew she was drunk. I chuckled at the thought of it.
