The Mafia Prince And The Assassin

Docta docta, need you bad Call me babe Docta Docta, where you at? Give me something I need your love I need your love I need your loving You got that kind of medicine that keeps me comin 'My body needs a hero Come and save me Something tells me you know how to save me I've been feeling real low Oh, I need you to come and rescue me  The music was loud enough to distract all the innocent bystanders. I had my wig and my tight dress. I spotted him before he ever spotted me. I knew he would be easy to kill, they always are. Make me come alive Come on and turn me on Touch me, save my life Come on and turn me on I'm too young to die Come on and turn me on Turn me on Turn me on Turn me on Turn me on "Can I buy you a drink," the poor soul said. "I shouldn't drink anymore, I'm already tipsy," I giggled. "Another one won't hurt," he waved to the bartender and ordered two shots. I slowly grinned. Poor guy didn't know what he had coming. "Cheers!" he shouted. I took the shot and pretended it had an effect on me. "Want to go somewhere more private," I flirted. "Yeah," he pulled my hand towards a VIP section in the back. "You are so hot." "Oh, thank you," I smiled. "So do you come here often?" he asked. "Nope, first time," I said as I bit my lower lip. "Oh, really, well, I'll make sure your first time is one to remember," he grinned. "I know you will," I smiled. He leaned over and put his arm around me. He began to kiss my neck and put his hand on my thigh. "Let's dance," I tried to get him to take the bait. I needed to free my hands. "We're having fun right here," he said. I slipped my hand from his grip and slid it down his lap. "I can give you a private dance," he smiled and nodded in excitement. I started swaying my hips and sat on the table in front of him. I teased him, pretending to spread my thighs apart. "You want me," I teased. "YEAH!" I leaned on his body and grinned on him. "Close your eyes," he was hesitant so I added, "touch me." I reached over us and grabbed my katana sword. I unsheathed it and made sure to do it ever so slowly. I then quickly got up and with my back turned from him, stabbed him in the stomach. The last look he gave me was priceless. He was shocked but then he was dead. I cleaned my sword with his shirt and put it back in it's hiding place. I walked out as nothing had happened. I quickly found a new guy and started dancing with him. I noticed my marks bodyguards finally going over to the VIP area. They shouted and scattered. One of the men was yelling at two guards who I guess we're meant to watch over him. Another was yelling at the owner of the club. They walked over to his office. They came out cursing. I mean it's not like there was surveillance video or anything. I knew they would be pissed. They went over to the bar and asked the bartender if they had seen him with anyone. This was it. He looked over the crowd. Yes, he saw me and point towards me. I looked straight at the bodyguards and slowly smiled. I winked and ran off to the back of the club. I knew they were chasing me but that's exactly what I wanted. I went out the back door and grabbed my suitcase from behind a trash can. I pulled out my berretta's 92X. The minute they came through those doors, they were blown away. One of the men tried to use his comrade as a shield. He pushed him towards me and I almost fell. They were big fellas but the bigger they are the harder they fall. I sidestepped and went after the one who pushed him on me. I elbowed him in the gut and then shot him through the chin. I fought off the other two before putting a bullet in them too. I pulled my phone from the strap on my thigh. "I need a cleanup," "Yeah," "Perfect" I hung up the phone and went to my car that was parked a block away. As I drove back to my place I got a call. "Michael," "Is it done?" "Yes," "Heading home," "Thinking about it," "Don't be silly girl, GO HOME." "Whatever, you say DAD!" "I'm serious,"  "I know," "I'll see you later," "Sure thing," Michael was a good family friend. He was seven years older than me but he was still hot and dreamy. He was like an older brother or young uncle type, always taking care of me. So I knew he would never even let me hit that. It was fun trying to break him, though. He was the only PERSON in this world I could TRUST. I wouldn't even bother trying to trust anyone else, not with my life. People lie, people kill, and they betray each other. No one is truly loyal. I didn't want to ever think Michael could betray me but he earned my complete trust when I was ten and he has been earning it every day since then. I finally got home to the mansion I call my prison. It was a nice home but it wasn't my home. I lost my home a long time ago. It was where I lived. It was where I could be safe. Where I could be me. The real me. I went into the bathroom and took off my wig and the makeup that went with it. I went to take a shower and then got into some comfortable shorts and a tank. I picked out a book, one of the many I have read before, and read it until I fell asleep.