A Quickie With The Assassin Billionaire

Vroom! Vroom!

Two sleek Range Rover drove into the Otedola mansion. The biggest mansion in the whole of Blackstone City. It was shortly followed by a Lamborghini Urus and another two Range Rovers.

In a jiffy, the convoy parked gallantly in the parking lot of the mansion in order. Immediately, a group of men alighted from the cars, all of them wearing very dark black tuxedos with electric batoons and some swords and daggersdaggers edged to their waist and scabbard respectively.

They looked very intimidating with their dark glasses as they were all bulging with muscles underneath their tuxedos and their state of mind; alertness.

"All Clear...!" One of the men said into his encrypted earphone.

Right then, the back door of the Lamborghini Urus swinged open, and an elegant lady with a dark gown stepped down.

She is Miss Olivia, the successor of the late Otedola of the Otedola Empire. In fact, Miss Olivia was just returning from the cemetery where she went to pay her last respect to her late dad, Mr Otedola.

Mr Otedola is the most important figure of Blackstone city and few weeks ago, he kicked the bucket, forcing Olivia to come back home from overseas. After all she is the sole successor of the Otedola Empire.

Filled with grief in her heart she walked graciously towards the mansion trying to hold back the tears and pain in her heart. She couldn't see her Dad before he kicked the bucket and as such, anguish filled her heart.

Being the sole heir of the Otedola Empire, she is under heavy protection, as instucted by her late father.

Being partially lost in thought, she didn't know when she bumped into her step mother, Mrs Eddy.

"Sorry," Olivia hastily apologized as the automatic door in front of her opened.

By this time, his personal guard had all scattered off, left with her main personal assistant. A tall man with an athletic wrestling like build up, speaking volumes of his time in the gym and also complementing his strength.

Mrs Eddy face twisted into a mask of disdain the moment she saw Olivia, on top of that, she had the temerity to bash into her.

"Fuck! Are you blind? " She shouted with disdain masking her voices Eloquency.

Olivia had never understood why this woman disliked her this much.

"I said I'm sorry!" Olivia calmly responded with a weak tone laced with the after effect of crying too much.

"Sorry for yourself!, " Eddy responded and walked away with a mask of annoyance across her face.

"After all she is a walking corpse, I don't have time to waste my energy on her" She wore a wry smile as she walked away.

Olivia didn't really mind as she turned and walked into the mansion while her personal assistant going the other way.

The compound was heavily secured and with cctv camera, it'd be foolish of anyone to trespass and try hurting Miss Olivia. So, she didn't need close guarding in the mansion.

The living room was heaven on earth with nice decor and cool aesthetic elegance. That didn't surprise her as she has seen luxury even more than this....

She swept her gaze around and she had a glimpse of her late father's Picture hung on the wall, reminding her that he was no more. With a sigh, she turned and started heading to her room when she caught sight of a pair of shoes on the staircase, she couldn't help but notice that it's the same pair of shoes she had bought for her boyfriend.

What are they doing on the staircase? Is he around? When did he come? And why didn't he inform me?

Dan had told her over the phone that he was out of Blackstone city on a business trip, so what exactly was happening.

Olivia went and picked up the shoe and observed ostentatiously. It was the same shoe she had the shoe company customize specifically for her boyfriend. There was no mistaken it. It was Dan's Pair of shoes.

Curious as to why his pair of shoes would be on the staircase, she hastily hurried upstairs with different thoughts in mind.

"What is his pair of shoes doing here ?" Her curiosity grew as she hurried towards her room. She had missed him so much and she hoped he was here to surprise her, comfort her and stay with her through this trying times.

She had just reached the second floor when her smile suddenly disappeared.

"Ugh, Grrr, Aaah, Grrmph", a mixture of moaning and grunting sound of sex came from from a restroom nearby.....the man's voice was incredulously familiar.

She could hear the moaning sound of the man definitely hitting a ladies kpekus very clearly and no mistaken it, it was a familiar voice.. Infact she knew who it was, even the faint sound of the lady being smashed could be heard also. It also sounded familiar that Olivia immediately suspected it was her stepsisters, Lilith.

She has a whole floor to herself, why would she bring her boyfriend home and then let herself get smashed in a common restroom? But wait... That voice sounded too familiar, with the collective thought of Dan's shoe she saw on the staircase, could it really be Dan?

What is going on?

With a sense of dread, Olivia rushed towards the door, desperate to find out what was going on.

Although she shouldn't invade the making out session of someone else,not especially her step sisters, she couldn't help her desperation and her racing, thumping heart.

As she approached, the moaning sounds of pleasure intensified alongside it's loudness with each step she took. With no time to straighten her thought she twisted the door knob and opened the door.

Happenstance, the door was left unlocked - on purpose- Lilith orchestrated it.

"Puff!"

Her worst fear was confirmed!

The both of them making out were both completely naked, with their legs wrapped around each other with Lilith on top of Dan, cow riding Dan with all her might and Dan clinging to Liliths breast. Both entwined in each other and lost in their own world, oblivious to the fact someone could walk in any moment.

Olivia's body trembled as the reality of the situation hit her like tons of bricks would, sinking her heart into an oblivion of pain.

As she watched, with the collective weight of losing her father, tears welled up in her eyes mixing with rage that was erupting inside of her.

It was an unfamiliar emotion she couldn't decipher.

She tried to turn away and ignore what she had just saw, but it will be impossible to erase it out of her mind and with that, she stood there rooted to the floor.

She couldn't take it as she collapsed to the floor, yelling Dan's name simultaneously.

The sound of her crying voice broke through the haze of pleasure that enveloped her boyfriend and her stepsister.

As they turned and looked at her, they didn't even flinch, instead they unwriggled themselves and Lilith bent for doggy with a perfect angle 90° arc and Dan didn't waste time to start smashing.

This had better be a dream, Olivia cursed.

"They're not even resentful and don't even rate me at all!" Olivia's cry intensified with invisible sharp daggers of heartbreaks piercing and smashing her heart into sub-atomic pieces.

Under normal circumstances, they should be ashamed from getting caught and looking for ways to cover their body, But that was not the case at all, in fact it was the exact opposite.

"Dan never loved me?" Olivia questioned. "This was a dream right?" She added thoughtfully that she pinched her arms with the hope it wakes her up from this horrible nightmare. Surprisingly, it was not a dream.

Olivia, however was not always that weak. The catalysis that made her seem weak was the loss of her father.

Dan's ulterior motive was to secure being under the canopy, good grace and protection of the Otedola empire making him an easy target and prey for Lilith, now he was under the manipulation of Lilith and was well aware of the fate that awaits Olivia; Death.

"Fine!" Olivia smirked all of a sudden and paused her tears, not letting her emotions get the better of her. She summoned the strength left within her and stood.

"You betrayed me, Your loss!" With that said, she slowly walked out of the room with a blank expressionless face. It was the moment she was at the door Dan's voice mixed with haze filled the room, "I have never tasted this kind of sweet pussy, Oh God. I'm cumming"

It stopped Olivia in her track, she turned back, rage burning through her and evident in her eyes. She stared coldly at Dan whose face expressed he was Cumming and Liliths who had just hit orgasmic climax.

Pain surged through her as she walked away. This time like slowly, her thoughts running wild.

She was feeling a lot of pain, after all all she did to convince her late father to help Dan and his bankrupt family business. All the love she showed him, this was how he repaid her.

Lilith on the other hand didn't really mind what Olivia would be going through now, nor did Dan. After all she was a walking corpse.

Immediately Olivia got into her room, she locked herself in and slumped on the bed and hugged her teddy bear tightly with tears flowing down her eyes like a river. The pain she was feeling now was the worst pain she had ever felt since her parturition.

The only persons she could effectively talk to was her Late father and the chief house maid, a woman in her late 30's, Mrs Antonia

Was it right to talk to her now? No, she wanted to be left alone.

***

At exactly 8:00pm in the evening, a chaos erupted in the Otedola mansion. It was a signal that the heir of the Otedola Empire is missing. The whole city was already informed and put on high alert with a sudden state of emergency. All security agencies all informed and at high alert.

It was with the help of Mrs Antonia, Olivia was able to dodge the heavy protection she was under and leave the mansion unoticed. She needed to take a break from everything that's happened so far.

Mrs Antonia couldn't say no to helping her as everything about her seemed oddly familiar, even though she was putting her life and job at risk.

Olivia wandered the street and ended up at the cemetery where She felt the cold air in the darkness drenched with a dread of horror and fear.

Anytime she felt dispirited and sad, she would always visit her dad's grave. Since he kicked the bucket, she had no one to talk to and things has not exactly be going well with her.

She stood before the tombstone, her expression lonely and her eyes wide, she was weeping uncontrollably with a very harsh alcoholic bottle on her right hand, already opened and half way consumed. It was the best decision she could come up with to ease her pain.

The more she drank from the bottle was the more she hopes she could forget her sorrow but it seemed not to be helping as the naked image of Dan and Lilith kept replaying in her mind.

"How could he do this to me?" In annoyance she emptied the bottle in one gulp, oblivious to her surrounding and the two men approaching her from behind.

The collective weight of her grief threatened to consume her. The freshly turned earth and the stark, chiseled capital letters of her fathers name carved on the tombstone seemed to mock her, a harsh reminder of all she had lost.

A week ago, her world had been shattered by the news of his passing. Now, the pain still felt like an open wound, raw and unrelenting. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as memories of her father flooded her mind – his warm smile, his gentle guidance, his unwavering support.

But her sorrow was not the only emotion tearing her apart. Betrayal and anger seethed beneath the surface, a toxic brew fueled by the shocking truth of her boyfriend's infidelity. The fact that she saw him cheating on her with her own stepsister, a woman who had always resented her, was a cruel twist of the knife.

As she gazed blankly at the tombstone, her mind recoiled from the thought of her stepsister's treachery. Questions swirled in her head, each one a fresh torment. She felt lost and alone, abandoned by those she had trusted most. The numbness that had settled over her in the past few days began to give way to a deep, abiding sadness.

As the tears finally broke, streaming down her face like rain, she whispered a single, despairing word: "Daddy..." As she staggered to remain balanced, obviously the effect of the alcohol was already affecting her cerebellum and in turn posture and balance.

It was right after this moment the burly men approaching her from behind used a hood bag to cover her face immediately after a duct tape was used to seal her mouth to prevent her screaming to be heard, It was so fast she couldn't offer any resistance and before she know it, she is been shoved into a big bag, muffling and struggling to free herself but all to no avail.

This was definitely the work of pro's.

What's happening? She couldn't even process anything even as the intoxicating effect of the alcohol deepened.

On top of a big mountain about 150metres high beside the cemetery was Jared. That was where he practices and masters his martial art and assasin techniques, privately and alone.

The scenery and spiritual energy called Qi concentrated at the top of the mountain coupled with the seclusion and solitude that took away distractions made it a perfect spot to horn martial art skills. Jared was able to harmonize with nature,inner energy and build resistance to advsere weather conditions there, thus he made it his training spot.

His horned sense of hearing could perceive the muffled sound of a struggling person from afar as he was trying to meditate, feeling uncomfortable, he stood up and glanced around, on looking down, he could see two men carrying a woman whose face was covered with hood bag and struggling to be free.

He had a remarkable sight even in the darkness.

Ordinarily it was none of his business but he felt compelled to know what was up. He shifted back and took to his heel to propel his jump from the top of the mountain into the cemetery.

In split seconds, heavy loud thud could be heard, followed by an intense dust particles, jolting the kidnappers in their tracks.

"Who is that? What was that? " This question sprang up in their thoughts , they couldn't grasb or see what had just landed before them due to the darkness and obstructions of tombstones and trees, naturally they became much alert as they headed towards the stream not too far away.

Jared quickly deployed Rhythm walking, an Asassin technique were he could walk without making no noise, even on dried leaves. This was one of the earliest and first technique an Asassin should possess.

He started following the men gently. They completely had no idea they were being followed.

Soon, the men arrived before the stream and realization dawned on Jared, this was murder. They were going to kill her.

One of the men held Olivia down while the other one looked for a rock that he tied a rope around. He tied the other end of the rope to the bag, Olivia was inside. After that, the two men pushed the rock of the cliff into the stream. Dragging Olivia in the bag along.

The next thing Jared heard next was a loud splash.

Bam!

The two men quickly took to their heels in response to "Mission accomplished!"

On getting to where their car was parked, one of them realized he left his phone behind.

Lol....

"Left my phone behind"

At the same time...

Jared was contemplating, his first instinct was to leave due to the fact that according to the Asassin secret code, they were not meant to obstruct or sabotage another asassin(s) mission, however this asassins looked and worked very unprofessionally.

Jared saw the way the wannabe assasins moved. They were newbies and just regular thugs. Jared didn't even rate the men at all.

Before jared could even come down to a conclusion he jumped off the cliff and into the water, swiftly rescuing the lady.

"What was he doing? " He asked himself even as he carried the woman to the shores.

When Jared opened the bag, surprisingly, it was a young lady who obviously was already drenched, her slender form had felt heavy with water, Jared could not believe his eyes. The ladies clothes clinged to her like a second skin. The thin, soaked T-shirt molded itself to her curves, revealing the soft, rounded contours of her breasts. The absence of a bra was a subtle yet striking detail, one that sent a spark of awareness through him and left very little to imagine on her sexy tits and boobs.

He couldn't help but notice the way the fabric clung to her hips, accentuating the exquisite and gentle swell of her stomach. Water dripped from her hair, tracing rivulets down her neck and shoulders, drawing his gaze to the delicate lines of her collarbone and pretty pale face. She had been submerged for a very significant time and her face was pale and she was not completely back to her consciousness.

Jared whose thoughts were already running wild soon came back to his senses, he immediately placed his hands at her ample blossom to perform a mouth to mouth resuscitation. Surprisingly, her soft blossom, her sweet soft lips sent his thoughts to wander in imagination... What beauty?

Olivia subsequently coughed up water as her eye lashes trembled slightly and her blurry sight ranging. The alcohol she had earlier taken were deep in her system that she lost her rational mind due to the series of event that followed. She was oddly eager to feel the warmth she had Hitherto felt on her lips during resuscitation that she immediately clung to the baffled man whose hand she was resting on.

"Kiss me, don't leave me. I'm burning up" Olivia's whispery husky voice could be heard.

It was a one sided forced kiss at first, but then Jared didn't know when he reciprocated and started moving her rounds over her body. He knew she was drunk deducing from her breathe. Explains why. Jared couldn't even process any thought before engaging in all these actions.

He knew what he is doing was wrong in all manners but his hands choosed for him before he could think.

Right then, two men appeared into view to see the duo desperately kissing each other.

"Who the hell is this? " The two men turned to each other and asked themselves in shock.

"Impossible!" One of the men added and drew out his dagger.

She is supposed to be a corpse now and not in man's arm. This infuriated the two men as they charged at the duo with murderous intent.

One swung his fist at the lady, while the other went straight for a stab kill at the unknown man.

Thump! Snap!

Jared turned to both of them with his frosty glare and they both paused in their tracks. Both unable to move their fist and hands that was already in motion. It looked like Jared had psychic abilities to freeze them in space, but No! That was not it. His eyes glinted of someone from the underworld. He exuded the most barbaric and evil murderous aura that they never seen or experienced. One need not be a genius to tell that from the murderous aura in his cold eyes, they were powerless.

"Move and you die!" Jared said coldly, his body and eyes emanating a very scary murderous aura.

While the two men shook and vibrated in fear. Sweats breaking out that one of them started to piss on himself already.

"Make a sound and you die" Jared added without a blink, intensifying the fear that enveloped the two men.

"If you both understand, close your eyes" He added, instructing while Olivia was still oblivious to what was happening.

The men immediately closed their eyes as they shook in fear of what was happening. Who is this guy? They had heard rumors of this kind of power. The Zoldyk(s). Could he be one of them?

The extreme anxiety made the other man to let out a urinary incontinence as well.

"Now if you know what's good for you, don't ever show your face around me or this lady again!" With that said, the two burly men took to their heels like they were being chased by a tiger that was about to devour them. They had never felt so much fear, let alone from one person.

Who was he really? A Zoldyk? That was the only guess that came to their mind as they ran for their dear lives.

A slightly conscious part of Olivia knew all that was happening. She was in her own world where this unknown man is suddenly her savior that she felt no fear at all, of a truth, it was all as a result of the alcohol plus she had never felt this protected even when drunk. And about the sudden sexual tension she had towards him? She had no idea what had possessed her despite getting almost drowned to death few minutes ago.