We were on our way to the devil's canyon.
The air was still misty like last night and my hands were still cold and shaky from sitting out for a long time. We were in the middle of traffic. Rodriguez kept on playing Mexican songs. Including the ones award winning ones.A certain fear had grown on Rodriguez concerning last night's event. My neck still hurt from the force he used to break my jewellery. I glanced at him and I noticed he was concentrated on his driving.Damon made sure he got me another after the success of this mission.I looked away, the cars started moving again and Rodriguez sped off."How do you feel knowing you are about to kill the man who you once loved? After he betrayed you?" He asked with a serious tone.He reduced the tune to ten percent. Nevertheless, it still played.I heaved a sigh before I looked into the window, "it is not a good feeling, I didn't expect I would have been the one to kill him," I replied honestly."Why didn't you tell Damon to give me instead?" Rodriguez questioned evident that he was bothered by discomfort. He was never this caring which was strange."I can do the job and I will do the job," I assured more of myself."I hear you," He snickered.My entire body was equipped with the best knives we had at the base. Apart from my all black attire i had a face mask and gloves for finger print protection. The gloves was not the type to ease of the cold in my hands. I pressed my lips together as i looked up. For some reasons I felt nervous.Rodriguez's phone dinged and I stared at it.He tossed me his phone and I opened it. He couldn't text while he was driving, so I answered the message for him."It's the instructions." He made known."She's pretty, who is she? Your wife?" I pryed ignoring him."I lost my lover a few years ago," Rodriguez said.Rodriguez was in his middle thirties. He had no wrinkles or white hair. He was fit and muscular.Damon had a thing for good looking workers."She burnt in her house due to a gas fire, I buried her ashes and I mourned her for three months," He paused.I watched him closely as he spoke, interested in his story."Do you know what happened next Vivian?" He asked. "No, I don't," I answered with a nod.He chuckled as he entered a U turn and increased his speed."I saw her in a restaurant," He licked his lower lips and glanced shortly at me before he continued talking."At first I couldn't believe my eyes but she was really there, I tried to rub my eyes and i looked away but she was still there. She was alone, I wanted to go sit with her but i hesitated and stayed behind," He recounted."Everyday I came there to see her but she never noticed me. I never actually took long just five to ten minutes, i never bothered to know why she even came there at first," He said as he came to a stop. It was the road officers they were checking for IDs.We got where they were and he brought out his driver's licence and they let him pass."Then what happened after that? Did you go and try to talk to her? About what really happened?""I was scared of the truth, maybe she was going to stop coming to the restaurant and I was going to lose her for the second time," Silence surrounded us."How did it end?" Curiosity killed me."One day I came later than usual cause I ran out gas, and I searched the restaurant for her and she wasn't there. Disappointed, I left but I saw her outside kissing another man, I got angry and i yelled her name," He exhaled with a shaky breath."She shook with fear and came to her and strangled her, I wanted to kill her but the people around me held me back and stopped me. She looked at me and asked me who I was," I gasped in the middle of his narration."Some one asked me what the heck was wrong and I explained to them what happened, she called me insane, and mad. Also delusional, but I understood. She had amnesia. So I left," He said."She's out there living the best of her life and I'm here, lol," He said. "Killing people for a living," He chuckled."Don't fall in love, that's all I can say, if you're not able to do it. Call me so I can take credit,"We came few feets away from the devil's crib."Why aren't we shooting him instead? Why do you have to infiltrate his home and stab him?" Rodriguez asked.It sounded almost impossible but I had done something like that before. It was easier than shooting as long as I don't get caught."It's impossible to use the other buildings without getting unnoticed, this is the house of a billionaire, it's fucking guarded from outside," I tried to knock some sense into his head."Oh right, I am so blind that I can't see the men in black," He replied sarcastically.I looked out at the white duplex, it was designed one of the most renowned architect in the world. She is also known to have worked with popular companies in the world.I remember her words clearer than mine."The simplicity outside and the unmatched beauty inside represented mark Moore, He looked simple but was one of the richest men," She said as she placed her hands on her waist.Mark Moore was Mason's father. She designed it after Mason's request. He had a very strong relationship with his father before he died."We need a distraction."I came down while Rodriguez managed to distracted them away from the gate.I threw my bag on my back before I walked to the gate. I couldn't pass through the fence because it was bulgar proof and it was hard for Harry to deactivate it without him being here.I could only access the house with the thumb print match. I had mine and Mason's. I tried with my thumb and it worked. It gave me access. The cameras of the house had been disabled by some of Harry's Friends.I walked into the house and it was more familiar than the last time I left the house. I heard his voice from the house and I hid behind one of the bushes.He came out still on the phone, he dropped the trash bag in the thrash bin outside before he came back in. He looked more attractive and he didn't age a bit.He walked back inside and he still didn't notice me. I waited atleast an hour before I walked into the house. The guards were back outside but their backs faced the gates instead.The lights were switched off. He still used the lemon and roses house spray I used for the house. I ignored the fact and walked deeper into the house.My pictures were still up on the wall including my wedding pictures. I squeezed my eyes as I felt a bit dizzy. All the maids around the house were gone. Including the gate keeper.I remembered the last time we encountered it didn't end well. The lights to his room were still active on meaning he was still awake. I stood at the corner and tapped into the earpiece."Position?" Rodriguez asked."I'm in, the target is still woke. I have to hold back," I spoke silently."The guards at the gate?" I asked."Just tell me when it's done so I'll clear for you, it's that simple," He said and it went off.He was back to being arrogant.I saw the lights go off. It was automatic., Meaning he was asleep.I inhaled sharply before i tipped toe to the top of the stairs. I tried to open the knob but it was locked.I reached in my hair for a pin to pick the lock and I walked in. He slept peacefully on the bed with the covers to his waist. I watched as his chest rose.A strong headache hit me and my vision became slightly blurry as I stared at the soon to the corpse. I leaned on the door to not lose my balance.I felt a sharp pang on the spot he injected me and a tear drop stained my cheeks.He was sleeping peacefully while I suffered on the hospital bed with nobody to besides me. While he had everything with his side chick.I wished she was here at this moment so I could kill her together with him.I regained my composure and bent to my knee to grab the little dagger I placed there.Mason was the average heavy sleeper.I mounted on the bed with him in the middle, I brought the two knifes to his neck and I did the necessary.A quiet death.His strong hands held on to mine and I felt like I was going to puke on his face. He stared at me with wide eyes and my nausea increased. For a split second everything became dark before I blinked quickly. I tried to move my hands but he had a strong grip. I fought and kicked but he still managed to put me under. Sweat beads decorated my forehead as I tired to catch my breathe. The memories were hitting me harder than I imagined but I still managed to fight back. My therapist had said my brain had found a way to bury them but now everything was replaying in front of me. I blinked countless of times and stared at the man in front of him.I felt petite underneath him, his hair was messy and wet. He looked at me with a frown on his face. Despite that he still looked attractive. I shifted uncomfortably as his eyes pierced my soul.One of his hands held both of mine and I figured what he was about to do.I thrashed my legs and moved my face. His entire weight was on me. He pulled down t
I wasn't going to call him back. Not yet I failed his mission. He was not going to be pleased with me.I drew in a sharp breathe before I ran my hands on my face.I touched my pockets and I realised I forgot my knives. I couldn't let him have it. He could use it against me.I rushed back inside and barged into his room. He looked at me like I was crazy. I grabbed his neck and pressed him down."What the fuck do you want with me," He said already out of breathe."Where are my fucking knives?" I asked as I choked him. His face was horrified. Mason probably wandered how i grew from a timid and naive wife to a vicious vixen. He caused it upon me. It was his fault he had better deal with it.Mason pointed to something behind and I turned to see it on the table. I grabbed it and counted it with my eyes. One of them was missing. He was fucking with me.Mason shifted uncomfortably on the bed as I tore him another glance. My hands clenched in a fist. I was ready to attack him if he tried the
"She had long black hair like you and eyes that could make even a straight woman bend when you met her in real life," Rodriguez's words echoced in my head as I stared at the beauty in front of me.She wasn't Scarlett. She was Rodriguez's lover."Yeah, I work with him," I said.It wasn't completely a lie it was a white one."Don't worry, it's a secret, I wouldn't tell, in fact I saw no dude named Gustavo," She said.She looked older than I was. She had a little wrinkle on her head."Why were you asking me if I knew the guy?" I wondered."What guy?" She said and I giggled at her silliness.She was still a beauty nevertheless and i was impressed. Rodriguez could bag a goddess like her."I'm Katherine bleú, but you can call me Katy," She said bringing her hand.I took it and I shook it before she returned it."Vivian M-" I paused as I remembered. I has gotten used to the name. "Colbert, but you can call me Vivian," I said and she laughed.I surveyed her eyes, she didn't look high she was
I stood outside the Mansion with a shawl on my shoulders and bag in my hands. Rodriguez has given to me after he noticed how bad i was shivering.My legs had automatically shut down, they refused to move forward or backward. my heart beat was loud enough for the Rodriguez behind me to hear. "Anything wrong?" Rodriguez asked and nodded my head.I haven't told him that I didn't kill him."Are you scared it will be on the news, come on this is not the first time we are doing this," He hit my shoulders lightly."I didn't kill him, He woke up," I finally mustered the courage to tell him. He was going to mock me. He was going to tell me he could have done the job better."I understand," He said before he walked away.I was surprised because the Rodriguez I knew would have laughed at my face. How incompetent I was. I was proud of myself and also selfish.But he didn't say. He just walked away. I remembered Katy from earlier and i smiled. But then it was short lived because I remembered w
The placed the first strike on my back and I closed my eyes. The pain felt like I got stung by bees. I felt the pain for some seconds before it reduced.I was to take five strokes.He hit the second one and I let out a squeak. I was on my brallette and a black short. It was underneath the pajamas I wore earlier before I moved to the roof.It felt like the world was coming to an end as he stroke the third one."Please," I begged silently as he was about to hit the last one.He walked in front of me and placed his hands on my jaw. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes. My hands were tied up and my hair was in a loose pony tail."I promise the last one would not hurt," He said in a reassuring voice and I almost believed him.He stroked again and this time I fell to the floor. He cut off the ropes.Damon placed his cold hands on my face and caressed it."You're going to be fine," He whispered in my ears.I heard as he left the room.I could not wear a backless dress for the next few w
I closed my eyes as I moved back with him. He dragged me to the corner with the gun on my rib."Vivian where the fuck are you?" I heard Damon say on the earpiece but I kept quiet. I had to find a way to convey the message."So you decided to point a gun at me and bring me to the back of this burial house?" I said to the man."Shut up bitch, what do you think I want from you. I'll hold you and make some money off you. Rape you and make your mafia boyfriend pay some Ransome for you," He said as he smiled disgustedly."Are you alright Vivian?" I heard Damon say."Don't worry I'll be fine," I said to Damon and the man scoffed."Who are goy talking to?" He asked."Who rapes a lady at the cemetery?" I answered with a question.I removed the transmitter from my ear into my purse."What the fuck do you think you are doing?" He asked and I smiled."What's your size?" I asked as I placed my hands on his shoulders. He froze on my touch.I moved to his face then moved to his side and sucked on hi
I watched as he marched up to Damon's room. I wanted to follow him up but Damon asked all of us to stay down stairs until he was done.I wanted to explain what was wrong, to both Rodriguez and Damon but I was not given the chance. I forgot to ask who the second person on duty was. They were a couple of guys out there and I didn't know who replaced him.Rodriguez probably thought I ratted him out from the look he gave me. I didn't know how I was supposed to explain to him.I paced around the house until I heard my name. Immediately, I rushed up to explain to the both of them."I can explain, it wasn't Rodriguez," I tried to talk but Damon held his hands over my lips."You don't need to, he already explained everything that happened," Damon said and I felt relieved.I exhaled and inhaled deeply.Rodriguez stared at me."So if i was guilty this the way you will rat me out?" He asked."She proved her loyalty, what do you expect?" Damon said before he walked out."What are friends for? You
The job had been done by Damon himself. Gustavo had no hand in it. But he got shot on his hands by a furious Damon. The entire mansion was not at rest until the day Damon was able to get back the drugs. He was framed by Jake. The body in the casket was fake and the supposed dead guy was caught by Damon on his way to the airport. I didn't even bother to know his real name.His body was dropped off in front of the base of the clan he joined hands with. Damon killed him with his own hands. Jake was hospitalized after Damon almost killed him. I had to beg for his life. The dead guy tried to flee. But he got caught. Damon gave us all a free day. Harry became distant and I didn't put much blame on him. He felt disappointed that I didn't believe him and i almost tortured him.I sat outside the coffee restaurant that recently opened around the mansion upon Damon's order. I was dressed in a white floral gown and I had my sun shades. It was still nine in the morning. The skies were already