Double Life

Feisty. Reserved. Icy. Sarielle Devon is the "Lone Wolf Princess" - or, the "Ice Princess" of her school. No one knows much about her - not even the few who are close to her. She's a normal girl...who's one of the top agents of the special task force at C.O.R.E. When the Black Order returns, everything changes. The stage is set. It begins. [EDITED MAR '17]

(Cover credits to @hierarchy-)

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PREVIEW
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Sauntering into the private room was a captivating ravenette in leather, seamlessly exuding an air of confidence. Full lips quirked in a sultry smirk and mischief in her eyes, every single eye in the room was on her. Some of the men swallowed, a few leering and others indifferent or in lust. Women eyed her with scrutinizing and jealous gazes.

"Is this the Don's party?" The female raised an eyebrow.

A man stepped forward, "Yes. He's expecting us."

"I see..." mused the female, her hands clasped behind her back, out of sight. She carefully pulled out a circular device from a pocket and pressed down the button with her thumb, holding it.

3.

"If you would - "

2.

"Please - "

1.

"Follow me."

0.

Smoke engulfed the room.

"NOW!"

Chaos ensued.

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10 minutes later

On the ground, the man who had spoken just now glared at the raven-haired female, coughing out blood.

"You - "

A glint of silver. Pain.

Full lips curled into a sharp smile.

"The agency sends their regards."