The Assassin's Assistant

The Assassin's Assistant

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Life is dangerous in the New York Underground, a parallel to the buisness world. If you're big in the underground, wealth will work its way to your buisness. If you fail there, your buisness will run into the ground. If you want to get anywhere, you call in help. You hire an assassin. And, if you just happen to hire a certain assassin named Brittany, you'll get us, too. I'm Lux, short for luxury, my addiction. I help get "missions" done. It used to be just Brittany and me, until he came along and screwed everything up. Jason is assistant #2, and the new kid. He's a college student who helps out with planning and technical work. He's not proud of it, but has to do it. And he makes sure that I feel like a monster for doing it willingly. With attacks coming from the enemy and each other, keeping your cool is anything but easy. Trust me.
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[Completed] [EDITED] *REALLY MATURE THEME* *MIGHT TRIGGER SOME* Jaxon Hunt. Gangster. Fighter. Player. Drug dealer. Jordan Johnson. Starting college. Sweet, sometimes. Smart mouth. Makes friends everyday without trying. And keeps Jaxon coming back for her. She makes him want to have her by his side the whole time and gets very possessive of her. •••••••••• "I can easily kill you. You don't know my life and you don't know what I live for. And you don't know what I do. So I can easily kill you with this." Then out of the blue he pulled out a gun. A fuckin gun. My eyes grew huge and held the knife tighter. "Get out." I hissed. He smirked then place the gun next to my head. "Now why would I want to leave?" "Because it's my house and I'm kicking you out." Then I placed the knife on his stomach. He looked down and then looked back at me. His smirk grew bigger. "Want to play that game?"... *highest rank so far- number 3 (08-23-17)* *needs tissues and torches later on* *Mature theme* *Cussing*

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