Penelope Petrov

Chapter Three

Penelope Petrov's POV

"Ken I want you to set up a meeting with our dear friend Mr. Rossi." I was honestly fuming because who in their right mind can steal from me? Do they have a death wish?

"Where do you want the meeting set up boss?" Ken looked alert at this point as he should because this was serious.

"At the Throwing Dice casino" I was smirking now because we were going to the same casino that the conniving snake stole from me.

"I will set up the meeting for ten tonight and tell Mr. Rossi that this is serious."

Ken knew how much I take stealing seriously because it is money that I myself worked hard for and even thinking of someone just taking what is mine away from me makes my blood boil.

I went and got myself ready around nine so we are not late in my usual all black attire since Mr. Rossi was most definitely not going to make it out of the casino alive if I have anything to say about it.

"Let's go Ken." I had the car doors open for me in my all black Rolls Royce.

"You sure you do not want more guards since this may not end well?" Ken actually sounded concerned for once.

"Ken I am honored that you feel concerned but I just want to get this over with and be home before midnight"

We arrived at the casino and saw Mr. Rossi already gambling. I took a good look at his features. A tall male with a mustache and a growing beer belly.

Basic.

"Mr. Rossi I am so happy that you could make it." I throw my fake smile on because I do not want him scared just yet.

"Well yes I came here pronto when I heard that the situation was serious I assumed that something was wrong." He said in a scratchy raspy voice that already began to annoy me. His accent was as thick as a loaf of bread.

"Well yes Mr. Rossi the matter is quite urgent but what do you say we play around with the target for a bit?" I was baiting him and he was not even realizing it yet.

"Of course, but why not make this interesting by setting a bet in place?" The greedy bastard.

"I think that would be fit. What do you desire this fine night?"

"If I win I want $900,00." He was smiling as if he thought he was going to win so I played his little game with him to entertain him.

"Okay but if we play three rounds and I win at least two you have the pleasure of repaying me with your life." I sneered a little at the end but it is only because this man will most definitely not be missed his greed has already consumed him.

"Well I mean okay Penelope." He looked a little nervous I was glad for that.

We played the first round and he won. He started to look a little confident thinking that he was going to win. However either way he was going to die. Rule number one is Penelope Petrov does not play fair I always get what I want when I want it.

Things started to look up for me when I won the second round. It was now once again that Mr. Rossi started to look nervous he has finally realized that he is not making it out of here alive.

Mr. Rossi took a look around the room and realized that I had the security guards from the casino blocking all of the exits. There was no way out. I played the last round and won.

I immediately pulled out my .22 caliber and gave it a kiss.

"This bullet that you are about to receive today is for the feat of my parents as well as you stealing from me. Remember my face and think only of it when you are in hell." I aimed my gun at him and Mr. Rossi looked ready to cry after realizing he was caught.

"No no no Penelope you have it all wrong the Italian mob would never interfere with Russian mob business." He was crying at this point but I had no sympathy for a man like him.

"In fact Penelope my young duckling do you think you will ever have what it takes to kill me?" He was looking awfully cocky for a man who was on the other side of the gun.

I got angry because he was questioning my ability and killed all of his guards.

"You see Mr. Rossi one thing you should never do is doubt what it is I can do. Farewell Mr. Rossi and have a safe trip." With that I ended what was left of his puny existence.

"Let's go home Ken I am tired."

After I arrive home I immediately go take a bath to rethink today's events. The more I kill the heavier the lives of these people lay on my chest. I was never equipped to be a cold blooded killer I once had dreams.

I then start thinking that I need some kind of outlet from this cold dark world. An idea forms in my head.

Kyle.

The sweet doe eyed beauty that has peaked my interest. I sense this feeling of being calm after thinking of Kyle and decide to go check on my beloved.

I drain my bath and quickly redress so I can catch him in time and maybe offer him a ride. I grab my car and head out.

As I park in front of Starbucks I wait for a few minutes and then see Kyle's blonde hair walking out wearing a light blue beanie. I get out of the car and decide to take this journey on foot.

I know that I should have talked to him instead of following him like a weirdo but I could not help it.

I Penelope Petrov am nervous.

I followed him home to ensure myself that he arrived safely home. Of course I observed his home and noticed how run down the house looked and could not help but be concerned. Was my baby eating enough? Is he being properly clothed? Is his college tuition payment going to be a problem?

At that moment I realized something as I saw home walk inside of his house I felt something I had not felt in a long time. Hope and the feeling of actually wanting to protect someone.

"Kyle Davidson you will be mine."