Kill(h)er

A person can't do everything. Some people paint. Some people play music. Some people solve math problems.Some people run.Me on the other hand, I kill.   My name is Anna Smith. I am one of the best assassins in the world. Few people ask for my services. I am expensive, but if you hire me,I'll prove to you that your money is well spent.My moto? "Whatever it takes to get the job done".  The lights flickered while I walked through the alley.I glance at my clock, 3 Am.Perftect. Right on time.I get out of the alley and in front of me I see the huge hotel called "Oceanis"  I climb the stairs.I push the door and get in. Many would freeze in my position right now. Amateurs.The floor is covered with a red carpet, although in some spots you could see the black wood underneath it.  In the middle of the great room there was a huge, gold chandelier.Actually most of the objects in here were gold.On the right of the door there were three big couches.Red with gold details and next to them a brown fireplace which was lit up. Good thing if you ask me given that it was the middle of the winter.  It must be tully expensive to live in a place like this.Although Im sure that my target could afford to stay here at least a week.Most of the people involved with my client could.Just like no one should anger a man like him because if you did, thats where i get in the game and trust me , youre not going to like it. 'Andrew Yokovich"I said to the man in the reception desk."Name please" he said while scanning me with his eyes.Not that I blame him.Five years ago I would be ashamed to even get out of the house wearing the clothes i did,but Im used to it now.Whatever it takes to get the job done.   I was wearing a long kahki trench coat and my hair fell to my shoulders in black perfectly shaped curls.I had on way too much makeup but thats what my role demanded.On  the inside I was wearing black laced Victoria Secret underwear ,garters with red details and black high boots.Everyting from top to bottom screamed "w***e"  "Ursula"I said to the guy.He spoke to the phone and said my name.When he hung up he spoke to me "Room 303 theyre waiting for you" I bet they are. "Thank you"  "Youre welcome"  As soon as the elevator doors opened I headed towards room 303.Once I was inside I saw three men,god make them,dressed in black.Behind them there were guns ,one on top of the other. Predictable.    While scanning me the one in the middle spoke"This way"while pointing a finger to a closed door on his left. I gave him a thank-you look and headed for the door.   The room was big.Everything was red and brown.Mostly leather. "Finally you came"he said with a deep Russian accent. "What are you waiting for?Begin"he said obviously angry. Oh Im gonna enjoy killing you.   i took off my trench coat and i sttod before him in my underwear and my high boots.His gazes started evaluating what he was supposingly paying for.Starting from my long ,toned legs going to my toned female abs and eventually stopping at my breasts. Men...  Using his pinned onto me gaze as my advantage I moved towards him and threw him on the bed,climbing on top of him.His legs were between mine and I was sitting on top of them while he was on his back .Step 1 : Inability to move.  I made a move for my daggers in my boots." Wait." i said "close your eyes" he smiled me a youre-kinky kind of smile and followed my order.How typical of men. Step 2 (optional) if you can tahke away his ability to see.   As i got a hold of my daggers i fell onto him.With a swift move i placed both my knives against his throat.He opened his eyes but he was too late.There was nothing he could do now.His fate was sealed."Andrew Yokovich" I said while he stared at me wide-eyed "You messed with the wrong people.I guess you understood who my client is and therefore who I myself am." "Reaper" was the only thing he said."Bingo!" And then Step 3:No remorse.Murder That was a fast one.!