My Hitwoman

Chapter 8: Sadistic

Jilly and Kook stood in front of Katherine's house. Kook looked uncomfortable, he turned to Jilly to make sure for the last time.

"Are you sure we're doing this in her house?" Kook asked. He never did an execution in someone's house, especially his staff. He rarely ever gets his hands dirty.

"Very sure, Kook. Are you afraid to find something you are not ready for?" Jilly taunted him. She knew what was going on with him and Katherine. Whoever she was going to hurt in the process of hurting Cayne, those are not her responsibilities.

"I f**k her. That doesn't make her my girlfriend." Kook was not a jealous type. He would get jealous of those he cared about. With Katherine, he was just not there yet.

"But you have a thing for her. So, brace yourself." Jilly said lastly. After that, she opened the door of Katherine's house and saw an unconscious Lincoln tied to a chair in the middle of the living room. But, she hadn't seen Cayne in her sight.

"Only Lincoln?" Jilly asked Katherine. Her eyes cast to her, glared at her, ready to vent her anger out.

"He passed out in the bathroom." Katherine pointed towards the bathroom with her head.

"Then get him up and tie him to a chair just like his brother," Jilly said, looking at Katherine. Meaning that she wanted her to do the job. "Tie him in your bedroom. I would like to do it separately from his brother."

"I was talking to Katherine, not you." Kook stopped walking as it was directed to him.

"Don't meddle in my business. You take care of Lincoln and him alone." Her voice came out deeper than usual. Her glaring eyes never left Katherine.

"Do it!" She yelled to Katherine, seeing her standing still on her spot.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you so mad at her?" Kook was wondering why her cold demeanor only set in when she saw Katherine. Would that have something to do with Cayne and Katherine? A love triangle perhaps?

"You'll see," Jilly replied and followed Katherine to her bathroom where she said he currently was.

As Jilly reached the bathroom, she saw his body start to move in an attempt to gain consciousness. But, Jilly moved forward and put her foot on top of his face. His side face was crushed between the floor and her stiletto.

He groaned loudly.

Their eyes met, but there was nothing more than hatred toward him and a hint of betrayal.

"Don't speak and do as I say." She said to him.

"Get up and walk." Just then, she lifted her foot and put it back on the ground. She watched him struggle to get up, but she ordered Katherine to get the chair ready for him.

"Sit." She ordered him, pointing to the chair in front of the bed with her chin. He looked at her first, silently begging.

"Sit." She repeated, there was no hint of warmth in her eyes. She felt betrayed already and there won't be a chance for him to explain himself.

Katherine left on her own, leaving Jilly and Cayne alone in the room. He sat while still gaining consciousness.

"What would you like me to do you with?" Jilly asked, pulling out the tools she brought and kept on the waistband of her skirt.

"Would you like to choose?" Jilly would like to give him an option, but she was just teasing.

She laid the various tools on his lap. As she leaned over, her head was right beside him. She breathed out through her nose on his ear, making him shiver. She rubbed the back of his head softly before straightening her posture.

"Do you like kinky stuff? I recall you do. Did she give you the way you want it? Perhaps, in this bed?" Her eyes flickered to the bed in front of her and behind him. She smirked up, she was just getting started.

She took the bag of tools off his lap and threw them on the bed. The bag was replaced with hers.

"I know what you like. But I'm sure she knows more about what you prefer." She ran her fingers through his hair from up till down and when she reached down, she grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled them hard. He let out a loud groan of pain.

"Aside from that, how much money did you make after you stole my shipment?" Jilly whispered those words into his ear.

"I'm sorry, Jilly. I did it to help my brother." To Jilly, that was not an excuse. She tightened her grip on his hair. He groaned out again. "Baby."

"Thousands of dollars worth, what can you give me in return?" Jilly was open to an offer from those who tempted her.

"This pretty face? Your thing down there that you couldn't keep loyal to? Or those fingers that seem to be the beginning of your sins?" Jilly listed the possibilities of what she would take.

"This pretty face seemed to get me addicted. It's too late for me to pull out now. Because I begin to fall for you. It's sad because I don't think I can ever trust you. Isn't it just a year since we started dating? But you already broke the trust I tried to build for you." Jilly kissed the corner of his lips and let it linger for longer than she wanted to.

Jilly felt a pair of hands on the sides of her waist. He held her firmly as he looked at her.

"Do anything you like, Jilly. But baby, you can trust me." He said and looked at her sincerely.

"I love you." He winced and groaned.

She got off his lap, but she was kept still. And that hand of hers flew without a second thought. The sound that echoes in the room made it known who dominates.

"I want to see your finger lay on the ground. But that would be too easy, won't it?" Jilly asked and he shook his head vigorously. "Aren't I being too nice? If you stole from a mafia don, you would have been dead already. But you're still here, breathing and looking pretty."

His breath came out short, he already felt breathless just thinking of what she said.

"Let me see how it's going with your brother. Stay still." She ordered him, grabbed his chin in her hand, and breathed out in front of his face. Her eyes looked at him with so much rage and it made her hand tighten on its own.

Jilly left the room to see the progress Kook had made so far.

"Still nothing?" Jilly asked in a hard voice as she approached them.

"He still passed out." Kook pointed to a knocked-out Lincoln. But when Jilly took a closer look at him, his breathing was irregular, telling her that he pretended to be asleep.

"Wake up, you little cunt. You think you can fool me?" Jilly slapped him on the cheek, hard enough to make the sound. Lincoln got startled and woke up immediately.

"My job doesn't require pity. So, you still need to learn professionalism when it comes to handling this kind of thing." She made sure that her brother got what she said.

"Don't get fooled so easily or things like this will happen often to you. Did you still not learn from the past?" Jilly said sternly to Kook. "Cut his finger off."

"What?!!"

At her order, everyone was left surprised. They never actually saw Jilly on the job. Seeing how her job worked, Katherine cowered away, fearing for her life. But it was just a thought, Jilly would never and never did hurt someone around her surrounding. Especially, Katherine and Tera who she saved from being a dog and lived on the street.

Jilly was back in the room and Cayne was exactly where she left him. He was having a cold sweat, waiting for Jilly to return. He was fearing for his life as well.

"You're being a good boy, aren't you?" Jilly praised him.

"Are you curious about what I have decided to do to your lovely brother?" She leaned in to whisper the answer to him. He gulped hard after finding out about her plan.

"Sadistic, isn't it? I'm about to do the same to you." She smirked and pointed her finger at him.

She started getting ready with the tools she would use on him.

"Wait." He stopped her and she did, to listen to what he was about to say. She was kind enough to hear about his last wish.