The Mysterious Woman Killer and Her Prey

Mr. Andy

Come to this place now.

Nadesha looked at the cellphone screen that she had enlarged to see more details of the place sent by one of her clients. She smiled a little and nodded in understanding before finally going away from a place to eat in a local market.

Desha kept walking by occasionally fixing the hat she was wearing. Disguise appearance when going to meet her client with a hat and mask. Desha kept walking. Her eyes focused on the street which was quite busy because she was at the local market. Not far ahead, two men were walking side by side with a woman carrying lots of groceries. Desha could tell that they didn't know each other and the two men deliberately walked with the middle-aged woman.

Desha smiled sarcastically when she saw one of the man's hands enter a middle-aged woman's bag. Taking a fairly thick wallet then just walked away after putting the wallet into the jacket he was wearing with an expression that pretended not to do anything. Desha could only shake her head at the stupid actions of the two men. They bother a lot of people.

Desha stopped when the woman suddenly stopped. She watched the woman who wanted to buy but could not find her wallet. Desha, who was right behind the woman, could see how the old woman suspected her. Desha shrugged then walked again with both hands in the pockets of the hoodie she was wearing and repaired the side bag she was carrying.

Not long after, the woman's screams stating that she had lost her money immediately made everyone excited and they started looking for the culprit. Desha, who was still walking, saw the two men she saw earlier in the corner of one of the shops staring at her, then she shook her head and focused on her way.

"Damn," Desha cursed when she heard screams directed at her and saw several people starting to chase her.

"I DON'T STEAL IT, DAMN IT!" Desha shouted that she didn't accept everyone's accusations against her.

Desha started running aimlessly when everyone was getting closer to her just to avoid everyone who was accusing her. Desha couldn't explain what happened to defend herself and accuse others when everyone justified the middle-aged woman's mistakes to her. Desha really won't be helped if she decides to do that.

Desha occasionally looked back and could see one by one the people behind her were starting to decrease because they were tired of running. She smiled sinisterly and re-accelerated her steps to avoid the people there. But damn, the two men Desha saw earlier still kept chasing her even with calm faces, and didn't look tired though.

"Come on. Don't stop," complained Desha after running long enough and feeling her legs start to hurt. The face covered by the hat occasionally looked back and kept finding two men she didn't know were still chasing her.

With full strength, the long legs wrapped in jeans ran quickly again and turned towards a narrow alley. Continuing to step her feet without knowing the direction she will pass now is a dead-end area and there is no way out.

"Unlucky! Why must it be a dead end, huh!"

Just now Desha was about to move back to find a way, but the two men who had been chasing her were already right behind her. Only two meters away and if she is caught, then her history will be over. There is no other way but to fight them only in self-defense.

"Where are you going, you naughty girl Have stolen but do not want to be responsible What a naughty girl!"

Desha turned around and regretted her actions for choosing this dead end. She was caught now, but she ignored the sarcastic remarks from one of the men in front of her. She just kept racking her brain to get out of today's bad events. She was really tired to serve them with her very sore feet.

"I told you I didn't steal it, but you guys didn't believe me until I ran. You guys are bastards!" Desha said her complaints were because she was irritated with these two stupid men. She tried to calm herself so that her breathing returned to normal and his emotions could be controlled properly again.

One man burst out laughing at the thieving girl's story. "If you are innocent, you should face it instead of running."

Desha chuckled sarcastically with useless satire. Walked up to the two men with a bold look. "You think being responsible for other people's mistakes can be that easy Don't think I didn't know that you guys set me up. Pretend to chase me so that your actions are not noticed Tsk. Rotten!"

The two men looked at each other in disbelief at what the girl was saying. One of them again showed a flat face and the other showed a shocked face. "You know that"

Desha snorted. "Of course. I even saw for myself how your damn hands moved to take that woman's wallet. Ah, damn it!"

"Then Do you think we're going to apologize to you after this Do not hope!"

One man who previously showed a flat face now spoke casually. Getting closer to the girl and taking the side bag that was getting messy when he took it. "Only a bum like you doesn't deserve our apologies."

Desha just kept silent and stared at what the man beside her was doing. Those eyes occasionally glanced at the other man who seemed unable to do anything and only saw what his friend was doing. Perhaps this man in front of him was a follower He's acting differently from the other guy. Two equally disgusting men!

The man took out everything that was in Desha's bag. And it's all just a piece of paper that has been filled with handwriting that the man doesn't understand. He firmly believed that this girl was just as poor as them but not by doing bad. Gosh... Unpredictable.

The man threw the girl's bag on the ground. Feeling that he didn't need anything from there and intended to turn around, but his shoulder was grabbed tightly which made him wince, and then turned his head. The girl was looking at him levelly with her hand gripping his shoulder. Damn it!

"You want to leave after spoiling the contents of my bag Wipe it off or I'll break your arm."

The man spat in all directions. He glanced back at the girl's hand, then pushed it away roughly. The girl flashed a crooked smile and drew closer to him. The man still had a face when his friend behind him was worried about something.

"You're just a poor girl. Why should I obey you, huh It sucks."

Desha did not respond. She threw a punch right in the man's face until his nose and mouth oozed fresh blood. Desha turned around, saw the male friend who was getting scared, and started to take a step back. While the man in front of her was shocked by the blood that fell onto his clothes and hands.

"Fuck!"

The two continued to fight until it was finally Desha who made the two of them prostrate at their feet and admit their mistake. The two men also returned the wallet they had previously taken to Desha even though Desha didn't need it.

"Just take it. You also need money to stay alive. After all, everyone, there is no longer chasing," said Desha, and then started packing up her scattered belongings and just left.

"Have a drink first and let's talk about our cooperation. I thought you didn't want to see me this time but I was wrong because you got into trouble with street thugs. Forgive me then."

Desha had arrived at the place previously sent by her client via a message and also explained the reason for her delay. Now they have met at an open restaurant with a male client who has already informed his wishes and Desha who had previously agreed. Andy Lamore, is a middle-aged man who often asks for help from Desha and now starts giving a folder right in front of Desha's desk.

"What do you mean by the folder, Mr. Andy" asked Desha after finishing a glass of juice while starting to open the folder and read it.

"That's an easy thing for you to do, Mrs. Madline. I think you're not stupid after reading the series of writings that are there. I hope you will agree to my plan this time and apologize for changing my wish before."

Desha rolled her eyes lazily. Again this man did annoying things for Desha. Love to change decisions when they meet with decisions via message or phone. Old men always irritate young people.

Desha smiled cynically after finishing all the reading of the folder and looked at Andy lazily. It wasn't that she didn't agree with her client's wish to change unilaterally, but what made her reluctant to accept was the man's desire to get herself into a party. She hates when she is doing the action she has to wear dresses and party like women in general. It made her unable to move freely and one thing that made her hate her even more. Parties and all the crowds. Desha is fed up with this.

"You are indeed an old man who does not know surrender."

Andy chuckled with a nod agreeing to Desha's words. "If you even know me well then you should also know what makes me happy, Mrs. Madline. I don't want rejection from you today."

Desha returned the sheet of paper to Andy. "You want to see her naked Disgusting."

Andy smiled sinisterly. "If only he would comply with all my wishes then this would not happen."

Desh nodded in understanding. "Only this"

"You mean"

"Is this all you want" Desha replied, explaining.

"There's one more but I'm not sure."

"What's that"

"Kill her."

Desha was a little surprised but managed to neutralize the look on her face quickly. "If you're not even sure of your decision then I won't do it. I just follow what people want except for doubtful things."

Andy looks confused.

"Say it quickly. I don't have time."

Andy took a deep breath. He nodded after that.

"Okay. Since I don't have any money right now, I'll do as you please this time."

The man with a very neat appearance smiled. He gave Desha a thumbs up and then took out a bag containing neatly arranged bills. "I'll send more once you get your hands on it. Just call me if that's not enough."

Desha took the bag and watched it for a while. Checked whether it was counterfeit money or not and it turned out that everything was still sealed. She smiled slyly and walked away. Leaving the old man there with the bag she proudly carried. Desha didn't want to waste any more time, especially with an old fart.

Meanwhile, Andy nodded with a bright smile. The plan he made will work and soon there will be good news from Desha who always helps him. He was impatient even though he felt doubts about the decision he made for this plan. Killing a woman who has long been his wife just because of having an affair. Andy just doesn't accept being cheated on when he has as much as possible channeled all his love for his wife. As the saying goes, milk is given but reciprocated by tubal water.

Desha got back into the taxi and left immediately. She had to prepare everything for tomorrow. Yes... Going to a party takes pictures of the person she's aiming for and then kills her. An easy thing of course for Desha. She would do it quickly and get back in touch with Andy for further payments. Ah, he'll be rich in the next few days.

Meanwhile, a man accidentally saw Desha who had just gotten into a taxi, and left. The man smiling at the car he was driving started to stop. Men who love beautiful women and have good bodies find new figures. Yes... almost all men will like a woman like that, one of them is himself.

"Mr. Miller, you forgot something," said a man to his boss who had just gotten out of the car.

Antonio Miller. The man turned to his right-hand man. He opened his glasses briefly and the man in his right hand immediately gave him a bouquet of roses that had been prepared beforehand.

"Just wait across the street and I'll be right back."

Carol, the right-hand man nodded as he left with several other men. Meanwhile, Antonio put his glasses back on and walked away. The intense glare behind the black glasses continued to stare at the figure in front of him who continued to enjoy the food she ordered.

"Have you been waiting long"

A beautiful woman who was chewing her food turned her head at the sound. She choked with surprise, then Antonio immediately helped provide drinks with so much attention.

"Just slowly. I won't ask for your food, Rebecca."

Rebecca nodded slowly after drinking the water and felt calm again. She looked at Antonio carefully and then glanced at the bouquet of roses in hand. "I thought you wouldn't come considering you're a super busy man. Right"

"No. It's just your thoughts. I will always have time for a woman as beautiful as you."

All men are the same, Rebecca thought.

"Just tell me why you asked me to meet you at this time."

"You are sensitive."

Antonio gives the bouquet. "Give this to the woman you invited yesterday. I was interested in her and told her to come to this place the day after tomorrow," he said while giving the address card.

Rebecca sighed with a shake of her head. She lazily took the bouquet and the card, then put them away. "How many women have you gathered Mr. Miller You don't even appreciate their truly sincere feelings for you."

Antonio opened his glasses. "Hey... Don't say sincerity. I don't believe in any of that and anyway, I only need them for a certain amount of time."

"You won't always be like this. Stop before you regret it later."

Antonio waved his hand. Tired of the narrative of this beautiful woman in front of him. He just hasn't found someone suitable for him to pursue his love for and as long as that is, he will still play with women.

"I'll go then. Enjoy your day and don't disturb others."

"You stupid man," Rebecca grumbled and went back to eating her food.

"I heard it. That's enough. Order a lot of food and I'll pay. Bye, baby girl."

Antonio left after it, while Rebecca just rolled her eyes lazily. She returned to call the waiter to order another food.

"Even many men are much better, why should I wait for him who never noticed my presence It's stupid to be the cowardly me."

The girl in super sexy clothes smiled at her reflection in the mirror. The face masks and soaring dresses to the floor with parts exposed made her body almost look perfect but she hated this kind of thing. Yes ... Nadesha doesn't like parties at all.

"Okay. It's time to go out and act for money," she said, and then left after preparing everything.

Desha walked out and she could see a room full of well-dressed people and a strong smell of alcohol. She smiled cynically as she walked through the crowd of people. It didn't matter to her if everyone wore face masks, she knew the target very well and that someone wasn't in this room.

Meanwhile, there was a man's intense gaze that had been stalking her since she first saw her enter the room. A smile was evident from the fact that they only wore a mask on their eyes. With pleasure, his steps began to follow the woman in that sexy dress.

Desha kept trying to break through the crowd. Occasionally her eyes would go to one of the open rooms above, then watch her way again so as not to make a mistake and bump into someone else. Just as she was about to get out of the crowd of people, someone took her waist so tightly that he could feel her body collide with someone's muscular body.

Desha closed her eyes and cursed inside her heart. In this crowd, there are still crazy people interfering with her job so that he can feel an immoral touch from a figure who tightly hugs her. She took a deep breath and held back the sound that would make everyone stare at her.

Her groan was muffled by the fast beating of her heart. Her chest puffed with immoral touches from someone she didn't know the name of.

"Please watch your manners, sir."

Desha dismissed the strong arms that were wrapped around the waist and also squeezed something precious from her body with passion. Her eyes immediately met the dark irises man in front of her whom she had never recognized before. Arrogantly, she emerged from the embrace of the man who suddenly pulled her body from the crowd.

How annoying!

Meanwhile, the man with a handsome face and fine hairs around his jaw smiled devilishly when he saw a woman's blatant rejection. Antonio wasn't usually rejected by women, and that hurt his pride a bit. Those dark irises continued to stare at the sexy body of the woman walking in front of him.

His eyes then shifted to his being in the air. The devil's smile returned to remembering he had done something to the woman who rejected him. He promised to find her soon and bring her to his knees so that there would be no more disdain like this.

"Sexy Woman," he muttered with a knowing smile before looking back up ahead there.

The woman had disappeared in an instant.

Antonio didn't think about it for too long, he immediately went and looked for Carol to find out who the woman behind the mask was. He couldn't accept the woman's blatant rejection of him. Maybe it takes a little game so that his life is not monotonous with the way women reject him. Yeah... Maybe like that.

The portrait of the two people who were struggling in the room was stored in the camera memory that Desha had prepared. She immediately sent her shots to Mr. Andy and then started knocking on the slightly open door.

"Ah... I'm sorry. I didn't know you two were having a relationship. Sorry to bother you."

Desha bravely even entered the room when two human beings were not wearing any clothes. Shame immediately crept up on the two people and immediately hid behind a blanket that was dirty with the fluids of their former relationship.

"Who are you"

Desha instead of answering instead crossed her arms in front of her chest while sitting on the edge of the bed. "We don't need to get acquainted. I just wanted to make sure."

The two of them stared at each other. Not understanding the meaning of the girl with the face mask still on. "Making sure what Please leave and do not disturb our activities."

Desh laughed softly. "You together shouldn't have come this far until I took action," she said then stood up and took a drink on top of the nightstand.

Desha put the powder into the glass and then handed it to the woman. "Drink it. This is just an appetite booster for your next activities."

The woman refused until the glass fell and shattered on the floor. Desha only smiled at her rejection. Her eyes turned sharp and stared at the woman.

"Please leave us."

Desha turned her gaze to the man. Desha then moved past the woman's body and positioned herself on top of the man's body. She brought her face closer and kissed passionately the man with one hand vines on something that she had prepared under the dress she was wearing.

The man continued to demand intoxicating kisses from the girl above him, ignoring the person he previously defended, staring in disbelief at what was happening before her eyes. Meanwhile, Desha cornered the opponent even more by not giving him time to breathe from the kiss she gave.

The woman widened her eyes, feeling a sting from her body. Her lips strained to make a sound when all she found were the passionate activities of two people. Slowly but surely, her eyes began to close and her face began to turn pale. Her breath is no longer left.

Desha stopped the action and just got down. Her eyes focused on the lifeless woman there with the corners of her lips raised. Meanwhile, the man immediately ran after Desha because he was too passionate about Desha.

"You can't just walk away after what you did, girl. Satisfy me right now!" he demanded.

Desha smiled mockingly. She took a rifle and shot right into the man's section until the man was unconscious. She left just like that after closing the door of the room. There is no CCTV in the room so she is free to do whatever she wants. Because previously she had turned off all the CCTV activities in that place.

Desha. The girl walked out of another door and got out of the car she had prepared. Drove quickly away from the place where the party was being held happily but different from the two people she met earlier.

"Wasn't she the woman earlier" muttered Antonio raising one eyebrow.

A smile suddenly graced his full lips. He quickly got into his car and followed where the car was going. Leaving his right-hand man who was still trying to contact someone to track down the person his Master was referring to.

"Hey... You left me, Mister Miller." Carol could only sigh at her Master's behavior.

"He's found a new prey," Carol muttered and then walked away.