Touch Of Death

Chapter 1

"Drive and don't make a stupid action", after hearing that d*mn cold voice of his, I fearlessly raised my right hand and made an attack but our man is really good because he stopped my hand and He was about to flip me over but I lifted my body with all my strength and kicked his shoulder so he let go of me.

I left the driver's seat and was about to attack him again when his bleeding body appeared to me. It looks like he was hit in his left shoulder and stabbed in his right stomach. Suddenly I closed my eyes and calmed down my body because it suddenly became aggressive.

Not now. When he calmed down, I slowly opened my eyes and saw his pale face.

"I'll take you to the hospital"

"Don't. Just drive and take me to my c-condo. I'll g-give you the address"

"I'll take you to the hospital to treat you"

"I don't trust doctors. They're all stupid"

I can't believe this man. In his situation, he still has the urge to curse and insult the specialists. I was just alarmed because I saw blood flowing from his shoulder.

"What happened to you? And why are you here in my car?"

"I don't owe you an explanation. And about entering your old car, it's the only one that's easy to open", Yes, my car is old but he has no right to insult it.

I see myself now helping a stranger into his condo. I made him sit on the couch and I was relieved because of my heavy body, the weight!

"Where's your first aid?", I didn't get an answer and when I looked at him, he was already closed. I came closer and put my hand on his nose and I was relieved because he was still breathing. I quickly left him and went around the entire condo.

When I got to the bathroom, I saw the first aid. I quickly took it and went out to a door. When I opened it, I knew it was his room because the masculine smell hit me.

The color of the interior is gray and black. The room is clean and the things are in a good place. I finally went in and rummaged through his closet. When I saw a bimpo, I immediately left his room and went to his kitchen. I opened the cabinets and found the medicines I needed. I also took a glass of water and went back to him to treat him.

I gently caressed his face and he seemed to feel it so he moved slowly.

"Drink this med to ease the pain in your body", he didn't answer but he opened his chin a little so I quickly made him drink the medicine.

I finished treating his wound and I was able to look away because he was not wearing a top. I have seen men without clothes but I don't know that I am ashamed to look at him. I had a hard time taking off his clothes earlier because he didn't have the strength to move.

I looked at him again and he still closed his eyes. He seemed to be asleep so I adjusted his lying position. When I saw that it was fine, I put a blanket on him and properly placed it on his body. I took a deep breath and walked to the door. I took a glance of him and he was sleeping peacefully.

"Miracle and I did good tonight..."

NYX POV...

"How are you?", I took a sip of coffee and smiled because I liked the mixture. I looked at Maya who was staring at me and seemed to be waiting for my answer.

Maya is my cousin. His father is Daddy's brother. They are only two siblings and Dad is the older brother. Maya is pretty. You will immediately notice the face of the Spanish race which is similar to the one we got from our fathers. Her features are soft, while I am fierce. She's tall but I'm taller than her. Her short curly brown hair suits her because it suits her small face.

"What do you want?", I said indifferently. At that time it was like we were inseparable. We always wore twinny but back then, not now.

"We need you to al---", I cut her off. I give her a cold stare and she bites her lip. I laughed mockingly and saw some customers looking at our two seats.

"You're good at making people laugh"

"I'm serious Samara. The company is sinking and we need you. Some of the property needs your signature, and we need your fingerprint to open Tito Casper's vault. That's the only way to grow the company again because there is no budget and debt only"

I gritted my teeth after hearing my second name and my father's name. I want to slap her hard. I want to sew her mouth.

"I think your face is too thick. My parents died 5 years ago. Did you give us even a little help? Instead you took all our property from us including the company and our house! Are you happy Maya? You that you are my blood relatives ignored me. Your parents are sh*t! Then now you meet me because you will suffer. F*ck you! You will not get even the slightest help from me. 5 years ago, I forgot that you are my blood relatives , who is your cousin."

I got up from sitting and arranged my things then looked at him with no desire.

"Enjoy the karma..."

"Nyx, let me help you", I looked at Karina, my colleague here at the bar, a waitress, and saw that she was struggling with the drinks she was carrying. Looks like a lot of people ordered. I took the five drinks from him and he thanked me.

"Please bring it to table 13 Nyx, thank you", I nodded to him and walked towards the table he was talking about. When I got there, I met five men who were not too far apart in our ages.

Seems they're all into business. When I got close, I placed their order and I could feel their sticky eyes on me.

"Here's your order sirs", I smiled at them sweetly and they stared at me even more.

"Hi gorgeous join us here", I smiled because it looks like I'm going to make a lot of money tonight but before I could sit with them, my eyes wandered to the entrance of the bar and the man I never thought I'd see again entered. It's been 2 months since that day happened. After I treated him, I left him.

But right now, I am seeing him again. And the crazy thing is that he is also looking at me. Dark and emotionless looks.

"Are you single?"

"Yes sir". I am now at the table of five business tycoons and I am getting along well with them. They're nice though and they don't seem to be drunk. They're looking at me intently but I didn't feel scared, the only thing I felt was that someone was staring at me from afar and for some unknown reason I was nervous.

"Are you here long?"

"It's been six years"

"Whoa it's been a while. How old are you?"

"23 sir"

"So young", I just nodded and later my colleague called me and I politely said goodbye to them and before I could leave they gave me money and a big tip.

"Is he real? Am I seeing Xanthe Vladimir right now?", I turned to Agnes when she spoke as if surprised and impressed. We just finished performing and we are now here at the bar counter. Karina was next to me while we waited for new orders because as the night wore on the crowd grew.

"It's Agnes!", shouted Ellen, one of her henchmen.

"Oh my god, what is he doing here?", Chloe said in surprise.

"Boba! Of course it's a bar to drink. Oh well, he's here for me. I'll be lucky to be tabled by him", Agnes promised excitedly and the corner of my lips lifted.

"You want some drinks Nyx?"

"No more Jack, thank you", he nodded and continued what he was doing. Jack is a bartender. Out of curiosity, I looked at what Agnes was looking at.

I bit my lower lip when I realized who they were talking about. So his name is Xanthe Vladimir. The lights of the bar are on a dim lights so you can't look closely at people, you won't recognize them. I gasped when his eyes landed on me. At the same time as he was looking, he was drinking whiskey.

"Oh my he's looking at me. Do I look pretty?"

"As always Agnes", I just smirked at the three of them.

"It's two o'clock, I'm out. I'll be ahead of you two", they nodded and smiled so I nodded back.

After I got into the car, I immediately started the engine and before I could drive it, I smelled the familiar smell.

"How did you get in?"

"Like I said before, your car is the easy one to open"

"Why are you here?"

"I missed you", I stiffened after hearing that. What a jerk!

"Cut that bullsh*t Mr. I don't even know you. Get out of my car and give me some peace!"

"I am your peace"

"What the hell are you saying"

"Drive. Take me to your home. I want to sleep"

"Are you crazy? Get out Jerk!", he just stared at me and I couldn't read the emotion in his eyes, d*mn!

"I've been searching for you and I only see you entertaining other men"

"That's my job"

"Quit. I'll offer you a better and decent one"

"Not interested Mr. Now leave!"

"Feisty. Just drive"

"F*ck you! Who are you to order me"

"I won't f*ck you here. It's too crowded, you'll have a hard time"

"Goodness! As*hole!", I saw how his lips rose up and couldn't stop smiling!

"You're beautiful"

"And you are an as*hole!"

"This as*hole likes you"

"Cropped out that sh*t! D*mn!!!"

Xanthe Vladimir f*ck you to hell

"You really don't want to go out?", he shook his head at me, making me laugh raw. I unbuckled my seatbelt and silently got out of the car and started walking away.

Just then I heard the closing signal again that he came out and called me three times "hey woman!" but I didn't look at him and continued walking.

I'm far from the bar and the part of the road where I'm walking now is too dark. There were no cars passing so I could walk freely. I was surprised when someone grabbed my arm and made me face him.

"Why did you leave?"

"You don't want to go out or I'll go out"

"You're stubborn"

"I'm not! You are!!!"

"Let's get back to your car"

"I'll only come back when you're not with me"

"I will come with you"

"Oh, you're the one who came back!", I yelled at him in annoyance and with all my strength I got out of his grip and without saying anything I turned my back on him and walked quickly. What is he doing here? is he looking for me? For what? What for? What does he need from me? What a jerk. I do not know---

I was surprised that I was rolling on the road while I felt a tight hug to protect me. I can smell his addictive scent and feel his rushing heartbeat. I also heard gunfire everywhere and I knew they were shooting at us.

"D*mn!", he cursed when we stopped rolling and he quickly lifted my face so our eyes met. His eyes are full of concern and mad.

"Are you hurt?"

"I-I'm not. I'm okay", I don't know but I felt fear, not fear for myself but fear for him because he might get sick.

He nods and quickly helps me to stand up and in no time he has a gun in his hand. I looked behind us and saw a motorcycle with two riders and holding guns. It looked like it was firing at us and I knew Vladimir was their target.

"Who's this f*cking as*holes!", he shouted and I saw the one behind fall because it looks like Vladimir hit him and didn't move again, he killed him.

His companion turned to him and looked back and forth between us and his dead companion. After that, he revved up his motorcycle and quickly ran away until we could no longer see his motorcycle.

Vladimir approached the unknown man and removed his helmet. He cursed harshly because even he didn't seem to recognize the man. I hugged myself because the scene that happened just now cleared my mind.

I'm in danger.

I turned around and walked back to my car dumbfounded and unable to believe what had happened.

"Hey", I stopped because he grabbed my arm again and made me face him. Is he scared? Fear for what?

"L-leave me alone", I promised weakly.

"I'll take you home"

"I can go home alone, so please take care of me"

"I'll go with you---"

"Are you deaf? Or just ! I said I can! Leave me alone! You put my life in danger! And I almost died!"

"I won't let that hap---"

"Shut up! I don't want to listen to you. I don't know what you need from me and I don't know why you're here in front of me now", I could feel the watering and impending tears so before they fell I looked at him coldly.

"You brought me into your unlucky life, you unlucky one!"

I saw the pain in his eyes and for some unknown reason it didn't seem like a good word to come out of my mouth. Before I could repent, I turned my back on him and walked away from him...

To Be Continued....

Chapter 2

NYX POV

"Are you okay Nyx?", I looked up from the bar counter and met the worried eyes of Boss Cassy. He owns the bar and is the reason why I'm still eating today.

At that time, he would not have let me enter here and work because of my young age. I'm 18 and legal, but to him I'm still young. I did all the begging and I am very grateful that he accepted me and treated me like a son. Boss Cassy has a male physical appearance but a female heart and personality.

"I'm fine boss"

"It's been here for six years and now you're going to lie to me?", he sat in the empty seat next to me and ordered a drink. I smiled a little at him and sipped the wine.

I still can't forget what happened last night. To this day I am still nervous. And I can't forget Vladimir's eyes when I mentioned those words last night. I hurt him and I still feel sorry for him.

"Are you not feeling well my dear?", I nodded to Boss Cassy and she took a deep breath. I didn't perform tonight and I didn't agree to be on the table today.

"Get out early and rest Nyx. Message me when you get home and be careful", I nodded to Boss and thanked him. It was nine o'clock in the evening and he just said goodbye to go to the VIP.

I drank the last shot and stood up, took my leather jacket and walked out of the bar. When I finally got out, I approached my car that was parked with other cars. I was about to enter when a man approached me.

His eyes widened immediately after he got off his beloved car. I don't like his eyes because they are too sticky. I tasted him until he got close.

"Good evening pretty woman"

"Good evening sir", I politely said and I almost fainted.

"Join me and we'll have some fun tonight"

"Sorry but I can't sir. I'm out and I'm not feeling well. Have fun tonight", I was about to go in when he stopped me and he put my arms around me so I leaned against him. Because of the panic, I pushed him and distanced myself from him.

"Playing hard to get? I like it. C'mon let's go"

"I don't want to, sir. Is that hard to understand? You'll just ask for something else"

"You're the one I want. Don't be a baby, come on", he was about to approach me but a cold and baritone voice stopped him.

"Leave her alone as*hole. Are you deaf? She said no", my eyes widened when I saw that it was Vladimir. He is wearing all black! A black long sleeve polo with three buttons open and exposed his broad and muscular chest and his arms folded, a black pants and a black leather shoes. His hair is a bit messy that made him look dangerous.

"Who are you? Why are you interfering!", the man snorted at Vladimir and walked towards him.

"No one stops what I want and even You can't stop me---", my jaw dropped when Vladimir punched the guy so smoothly. I was surprised when it fell to the ground and lost consciousness. I looked at him in disbelief and when our eyes met, you were emotionless and cold. He was about to turn away and I bit my lip when I called him.

"Hey, Vladimir", he stopped midway and turned to me. I bit my lower lip harder then looked at him. He saved me. I might have been in the hands of this man without him.

"Come on 7/11?", he raised his brow and looked at me confused.

"What is 7/11?"

I fell on my forehead.

"After I parked the car, we got off without saying a word. I looked at 7/11 and there were a lot of people there. While on the flight earlier, I could see Vladimir's face on the various billboards hanging around me- where.

Different branches of the mall and company and different brands he endorsed as well. He is famous in the business industry. He leads the way with the most sales, and all the business tycoons want to negotiate with him. So I won't wonder why Agnes is dead to him.

"This is what I'm saying 7/11", he just looked at me and didn't say a word. I bit my lip and I saw him swallow. Eh?

"I just want to thank you for what you did earlier because I thought you weren't there, something bad happened. And I also want to apologize for what I said last night. I'm sorry"

He looked at me intently and I couldn't figure out what emotion could be seen on his face, especially his eyes.

"You look fragile when you are on your soft attitude and you look hot when you are on your feisty attitude", I frowned and was about to speak but he spoke again.

"What are we going to do here?", I laughed a little. What kind of life does he have and he doesn't even know about 7/11?

"You really don't know what it is?", he nodded boredly. I didn't say anything and grabbed his arm then pulled him inside. When we entered, people were looking at him immediately, he seemed familiar. He was about to take a picture when he spoke coldly.

"If I saw my face on the headline tomorrow, make sure you're all good at hiding", I just shook my head because of his threat that seemed effective and people left.

We stopped at the ice cream counter and I got a Cornetto there, cookies and cream flavor and gave him one that made him frown.

"What's this?", my jaw dropped when he asked, seriously?

"Cornetto, read it"

"I know this is Cornetto but what kind of food is this?"

"What are you doing in your youth and you don't even know ice cream?", the confusion on his eyes vanished and changed into a different one that I couldn't figure out what.

"My childhood is a brutal one", I was stunned and shyly looked back. I don't want to ask because the story doesn't look good. I took a deep breath and gave him a small smile then showed him how to open the Cornetto.

He followed and focused on what he was doing. I laughed a little when he looked at me so I bit my lip. He looks adorable.

"Tadaaa! You can eat something", I said and started eating. I raised my eyebrows because he was staring at me, I don't know if it was my face or my lips eating ice cream.

"Delicious promise. So eat it"...

"All 10,758, ma'am", said the cashier, staring at the person next to me. My eyes almost watered at the ridiculous price. Now I regret that I brought him here and fed him ice cream because he used up all the ice cream sold here, goodness!

As far as I know my money is only 7k here. I hadn't even taken out my wallet when he immediately placed a card on the cashier.

"I'll pay", he said seriously and I didn't calm down because I really didn't have enough money. After paying, we went out and I went straight to the car. I went inside and turned it on but when I saw that he didn't follow, I frowned. I opened the passenger seat window and he was looking at me.

"Hop in, I'll take you", without further ado, he was like a child who enthusiastically entered the car and I just shook my head and started the car.

"Sleep here. I have 2 guest rooms. It's late and it's dangerous to drive home", I just smiled at him and turned his head.

"Thank you, but I'll go home", he sighed and didn't seem to want to insist. He opened the door and went out. He waved his hand and before I left, I spoke.

"My name's Nyx Samara Leveure..."

"Look what you did!", Agnes screamed because of anger and frustration. I looked at her blankly and she hissed more.

The coffee he was supposed to throw was on him because I was ahead of him. He was going to surprise me when I entered the dressing room and that was to pour coffee on me, but because I was nervous and just wasting their sloppy plan, I took the lead on what he should do. I finished her stupid plan.

"I see Agnes, is it hot?"

"F*ck you b*tch!"

"I'm not a homosexual to hit you Agnes. And even if I were a homosexual, I wouldn't hit a lotion like you", I said without humor. It's just the two of us here and I want to laugh at his current state.

Her hair and clothes were wet. Her make up is also ruined and the mask is black all over her face. She looks hopeless. What a w*tch.

"You know what, I want to slaughter you, you animal!"

"It's a waste of time Agnes because you can't do that. Why are you so mad at me?"

From the moment I entered this bar, he was mad at me. He was here before me. When I'm at work, there isn't a day that he doesn't annoy me and scold me. I don't know if he has a reason or if he just really doesn't like me.

"I do not like you!"

"Well the feeling is absolutely mutual Agnes"

"You always stole the spotlight. You always the center of attention. When you weren't here, I had everything but when you set foot here, you stole everything from me, thief!", she really looked hopeless. I laughed and she glared at me.

"I didn't steal anything from you Agnes, it's not my fault that you're chasing me and it's not my fault that I'm more beautiful than you. You know what, you're wasting your time on someone who will notice me because in the end you can't do anything, you can't be me lose-lose. Why don't you mind your own business instead, you're pathetic", I coldly said and left her alone. Facing her is such a waste of time.

"This is what you're worried about Nyx"

I didn't answer and just looked at him blankly. I didn't expect to see him here. I want to slap his face and crush his body. It's been 6 years and I can see this mess again now here.

"Your order sir?"

"Sir? Where's the 'babe' Nyx?", he laughed even though nothing was funny. I gather my annoyance and just try to look at him. His female companion had her arms wrapped around his waist and her legs were resting on Calvin's feet while he was kissing her neck.

What a cheap p*rn.

"It's been what, 6 years? I didn't leave you just to be a p*kpok Nyx"

That's it!

"Well, I am very thankful because you left me. And disappointed and disgusted because I punished a useless person like you. It's a good thing I didn't even kiss you because your breath still stinks", I turned to the woman who is now gaping at me. I smirked when I saw the movement of his jaw and his sharp look at me, that's how you get angry Calvin.

"And Miss, did you have s*x here? If yes oh my god yuck! It's not even t*li. If I were you Miss leave it alone, are you touching ten women every minute, that one has HIV miss. Stay away because you might get infected. And Calvin, it's nice to see you again. I guess 1 year and 5 months is not bad to put up with you. And oh, I never loved you. I just used you so that your mother won't fail me in her subject. Bye jerk", I gave him a seductive fly kiss and I even winked at him and when I turned away, the two of them got into trouble.

I smiled and left the place...

I can't stop turning my hand into a fist after leaving the bar. My face is blank and I don't care where I'm going, I just keep walking. I can't stop the furious of my heart. I am in pain.

The things I say to Calvin hurt and I know I'm guilty. But I couldn't control it because when I saw him again, the pain returned. Everything I told him was just a lie. Calvin is beyond perfect. He is actually the son of our English teacher in high school but I never used him, I loved him.

He was a swimming player in our school then. We met because he thought I was going to kill myself when he saw me jump into the pool but the real reason was that my necklace fell so I went down and picked it up.

He was mad when he thought he was wrong, but when he found out the real reason, we both laughed. He is fun to be with. That day I didn't think we would be close to each other. He started tweeting me something. Until he confessed and because I like him too, I answered immediately.

People say we are a perfect couple. Crush of the town, that's what they're popular with me and the hot swimming player, what a perfect combination, that's what everyone says. Then we went for a year and after 5 months he left me without a proper break up. He just messaged "we're over". I can't believe it, I am hopeless and wasted that time. It hurt even more because he disappeared when I needed him the most.

"There she is", I came back to my senses and realized that I was far away and in the middle of the road with only the street lights being illuminated.

When I looked behind me, I saw two men in tuxedos looking at me. I was overcome with nervousness because I was so consumed by yesterday that I didn't notice where I had reached.

"She's the girl I saw that night with Xanthe Vladimir Proage", I shivered suddenly because the night Vladimir and I were shot and I had a strong hunch that she was the man on the motorcycle who escaped.

Without hesitation I quickly ran away from them.

"D*mn! She's escaping!"

"Your screwed woman, let's chase!"

I looked up at the sky because it suddenly thundered and soon the heavy rain poured down. I cursed because the road became more blurred because of the rain. I was wet and just continued running.

"L-lord please help me", I whispered and screamed because of the gunshot. When I turned around, a man was holding a gun and was pointing it at me.

I was thankful because I was able to avoid it. I got more and more nervous but I didn't stop running. He also continued to shoot me and chase me. I gasped as I tripped and saw that my knee was scratched.

"D*mn you!", I heard behind me. I faced my wide eyes and saw that they were both in front of me. The gun was pointed at me, they both grinned but before he could shoot it at me, I was dumbfounded staring at their bodies that had fallen on the road and lifeless as the rain soaked their bodies.

B-blood...

I turned back and saw the man I didn't expect to see. He got out of his car and worriedly ran the distance between the two of us and hugged me without saying a word.

"Vladimir..."

"Hush, I'm here milady".

He saved me again...

To Be Continued...

Chapter 3

NYX POV

"Sorry, my shirt might look bigger to you"

I looked at Vladimir for a moment and accepted the clothes and boxers from him. My forehead furrowed when I saw the boxer and when I looked at him he looked at me hard as if to inform me that it had never been used and that was the only thing he could lend me as my underwear.

It's still raining and thundering. I don't know if there is a storm. We are here at his condo and I am sitting on the couch next to the piano and on the side is a glass window. Here you can see the view of the illuminated city lights and the heavy rain.

"I'm sorry awhile ago. Because of me, you're at risk", I nodded to him and didn't remember what happened earlier. Now, I feel no fear but peace. I stood up and led him to the bathroom. Before I closed the door, the emotion shown in his eyes was regret.

"You cook?", I asked and sat down on the lounger. I just finished taking a shower and changing into the clothes he lent me. He's right, he's too big for me. His body is not very big. Vladimir has a good build. His muscles are in place, the height that every man is craving for, the face. He's almost perfect.

"Kind of hubby", I nodded and when he looked at me, I sat up straight. I bit my lip because I suddenly felt hot?

"What?", I asked when I saw the corner of his lips lift up as if he was suppressing a smirk.

"My shirt looks good on you", I heard curses from him, but it was only weak when he turned his back. I saw him stop and hold the edge of the kitchen, so I could see the appearance of his veins in his hand, as if he was holding back.

"Are you okay?", I was about to approach him but he quickly stopped me and took a deep breath. He quickly turned off the fire and prepared the cooked food in a clean container and placed it in front of me.

My jaw dropped when I smelled the aroma of pasta. He cooked an Italian pasta. I'm a fan of Italian foods, but this one he cooked looks like he just made it himself. The presentation is clean and pretty, he's good huh.

When I looked up, I found him staring at my lips and I could see his sweat running down his neck. Is he hot? It's cold. Oh, he just finished cooking.

"F*ck! I can't take this sh*t anymore. Stay here and just eat. I'm just gonna take a cold s-shower", were his last words as he choked. I was just stunned until he disappeared from my sight.

After I washed the food I went straight to the living room. I walked around the living room and there were only paintings and I couldn't read what each painting meant because I'm not into arts. But out of a sudden, I stopped midway and my eyes were fixed on a painting. Of all the paintings here, he is the only one that is small.

I came closer and stared at it. When I look at it, it's just useless drawings. It looks like a scratch. A black and white color but if you look more closely you will see the red color and a person or let me say a child holding an ax and it is in the air that looks like it will hit two people sitting on the floor.

What?

"Do you know the message of that painting?", he said it full of seriousness and without humor on his face. He was not looking at the painting but at me. The wetness of his hair is still dripping on the floor and I can't help but to compliment how he looks so handsome and dangerous in after bath. D*mn.

"Not sure. But the boy looks like a murderer, who painted that?"

"I am", my forehead furrowed because of his direct answer.

"I am the painter of that painting", Wow? He has a lot of talent.

"It feels so real. You paint so well! What makes you inspired?"

"That's a real life situation. That really happened in real life", I don't know but my breath becomes slow and I can feel the fast pumping of my heart. I have an idea forming in my mind but I don't want to believe it. I can't even seem to listen to what he has to say next.

"I am the child. I killed my parents at a young age using the axe. That's my childhood Samara, it's brutal. I am a killer..."

He said blankly and a creepy thunder roared.

"Ahhh...s-sh*t". I bit my lower lip and tasted my own blood while I stopped myself from moaning. I don't know what to do and all I know is I love these feelings... please and pleasure.

"Do you want me to stop?". I can't understand what he was saying because I am drowning in his pleasure. I was embarrassed because he violently inserted his other finger as if he liked it even more because I didn't answer him. His thrust is deep and rough. But instead of being hurt, I drowned in a delicious feeling.

"Answer me woman".

"U-ugh sh*t....p-please don't s-stop ahhh". I was pulled out by his hair because of his violent kissing of my vagina. I looked at him and met his gray eyes. He stared at me as if he was examining my reaction.

His gray eyes are lust shot. While looking at his eyes I feel hypnotized. I pressed his face to me even more because I could feel the peak of the sky. He licked and thrust quickly and I'm going to be crazy!

"F*ck..." I breathed with my eyes closed as I finished exiting. I opened it and looked at him and that was the shock and masculinity of my eyes when his dominant masculinity dawned on me. The man is huge as*f*ck!

"We were just starting"

I'm dead...

"What are you talking about?"

He stared at me blankly and didn't seem to want to repeat what he said. It thundered loudly again and it was like a shadow on his face. There was no emotion on his face.

I wanted to shake my head but I couldn't seem to move from where I was standing. I don't want to believe it because I feel it's not true.

"H-haha you're funny", I laughed awkwardly but he doesn't even care. I took one step back. Even though the inside is closed, I feel like the wind is hugging me, it's very cold.

"Don't fool me, Vladimir. What you're saying is pointless! I don't believe yo---", I couldn't finish my speech when the door suddenly opened and the men entered who looked very wet from the rain.

They're all wearing a black suit, black pants and a black shoe. They have all rolex in their left hands and had the same shades on so their whole faces cannot be seen. It's evening, why are you still wearing shades?

But what caught my attention is an old man who is wet but the blood still stains his white long sleeve and some bruises on his face. He was on his knees and a man in black pointed a gun at his heart.

The old man screamed when he was punched on his back and spoke a lot of curses.

"F*ng* you! I'll kill you! Animals!"

"Shut his godd*mn mouth", Vladimir said coldly so the old man's mouth was suddenly covered with duck tape. It speaks but cannot be understood because of the duck tape.

"Men 2 got a shot señorito", said a man and his side suddenly screamed because of the pain he suffered. I smiled because his finger applied to his wound and removed the bullet and I just closed my eyes because of the loudness of his scream.

"W-what is this?", my voice trembled when I asked him that. He smirked and approached the old man.

"Isn't it obvious Samara? I believe you are not dumb so I guess you know it already. Stop asking questions because it leads you to danger"

I see a different Vladimir now in front of me. My mouth almost fell open because I couldn't believe that I was like a demon in front of me right now.

"We have removed the two señorito. We leave a note on their dead body and deliver it to the enemy's house just like you say"

"Job well done, Men 1", Men 1 nodded and smiled and he was the one who said about Men 2's wound.

"Who is she?", asked the man behind.

"just somebody"

Someone. Suddenly the expression on my face became blank and Vladimir smirked. He turned to the old man and without saying anything he took out a gun and shot both of the old man's legs. The old man screamed in so much pain but I stared at Vladimir even more.

"You will never kill me old man. A monster like me will never die", Vladimir looked at me and suddenly without hesitation he shot the old man's forehead and his chest.

Blood flowed and the old man's dead body fell to the floor. He gave the gun to his men and approached me with a grin.

"Do you believe now, Samara?"

"What have you done?"

"Finished and removed the obstacle weeds Samara"

"Your a monster! No, you are worst!"

I don't know if what I saw was right that I saw pain in his eyes but when I blinked it was still cold.

"I am Samara. I am hell"

"W-why?", I didn't think there was a tear from my eyes. The last time I cried was the day my parents disappeared. But right now, I am crying in front of the monster. He didn't answer and his face was still blank.

"F*ck! Are you going to kill me too? Then do it! Kill me!!! F*cking kill me"

Out of anger, I quickly approached him and hit him. I saw that his men were about to rush towards me but he raised his hand to stop them from approaching.

"I f*cking hate you! I cursed you"

"I'll take that as a compliment Samara, thank you", I gritted my teeth and kicked her hard. It thundered very loudly and I saw his lip bleeding because of my blow. My fist hurts but it hurts more that he must be that kind of person.

"Why do you kill? Does that make you happy?"

"Too much", I came again and stroked his chest but he didn't even move. He stayed still. Until I got tired and continued to cry, my forehead rested on his chest.

Heavy rain and thunder continue. Why do I feel pain? Maybe because I already like this shit. You'd think it was too fast, p*ta! Fuck these feelings.

"Hate me all you want Samara. Cursed me if you want Samara. I'll accept it all"

"I-I don't want to believe it. Wake me up from a bad dream oh. Just kill me too", I looked up and he met my teary eyes.

"I can't. I will never do that"

I laughed and walked away from him. I keep laughing, that dead laugh. He kept looking at me and he was going to come closer to me but I moved further away from him. I took a deep breath and wiped my tears then looked at him seriously. I want to applaud him because I saw him hurt?

"I hope it wasn't my car that you drove into so I wouldn't recognize you. Fuck you, you thought that I even liked a dying person like you"

"Samara"

"Stop saying my name using your cursed mouth! From now on, don't ever f*cking show your face again. I don't wanna see you again, never again. I really hate you. You are a killer. You. are.a.f*cking.psychopath!!! No one will ever love you, you'll die in sober. D*mn you!"

"Kill!"

"Hella blood!"

"Death!"

I ignored the loud shouting of the people here because my eyes were only focused on the woman lying on the floor while I was on top of her.

Her bloody face and her mad eyes are looking at me intently. The knife I was holding was aimed at his neck while he was using all his strength to prevent it from hitting his neck. I didn't plan to play today, but when I was about to leave the underground, he suddenly rushed at me and stabbed me in the shoulder, but because I got away quickly, he only hit me lightly.

And right now, we ended up in this position. I saw her smirked and she lifted her head with all her might and looked at me strongly. I dropped the knife and lay on the floor.

I was about to stand up but it's too late because now he's on top of me again. He was about to stab me but I was alert and stopped his hand.

"Death is so mad right now"

"Finish it Death!"

They shouted my name and I just laughed. I was seriously looking at him and he was very loud and the people shouted even more when he lay down. I quickly stood up and kicked him hard.

"D*mn you b*tch!"

"Thanks", I smiled at her so she was very annoyed. He got up and attacked me with his weak hand combat fighting. Seriously? He is just wasting his life.

I kicked her and threw the knife on her knee. She screamed and forcefully pulled out the knife that I hit her so that her blood flowed more and more on the floor.

Before she can even make an attack, I run on her spot, took a jump and kicked her neck causing her to fall and lose consciousness.

I am not a killer so he is just sleeping but not dead yet. The people here shouted loudly and worshiped my name.

"Death!"

"She's so amazing!"

"Cool"

"No one can defeat her!"

"A death indeed"

I ignored their shouts and quickly left the place. When I got out, I was greeted by the cold breeze of the wind.

I looked up in the dark sky and smiled bitterly. It's been 4 years and half of those years I'd spend it to train myself and be skilled. From that night the course of my life changed.

"Done?", I looked at Vertex who was leaning on his black sports car while his two hands were in his pockets. The wind blows her brown hair while her serious eyes look at me.

He's wearing a brown polo shirt and a black pants and a white sneakers. He looks like a car model. Vertex is tall, had a good build of body, handsome and a tan man.

I walked closer to him and suddenly he took out his handkerchief and wiped my cheek which still had traces of blood there as well as my hand which was wounded and swollen.

"You stretched? How does it feel?", he said seriously and I just looked at him. What he meant was that someone tried to challenge me again so that my bones were stretched.

"Boring", I answered and he smirked. He's used to that being the answer I always give when I have an enemy. When he finished wiping, he opened his car and I just laughed.

"Hop in so I'll help your bruises"

I didn't say anything and went inside.

"Did you kill him?", Vera asked me when Vertex and I finally entered the Agency. Bloodius is the name of the secret agency where I am staying and working now. I am a member of this famous and secret agency. There are many of us here but only Vera and Vertex are the ones I can say I agree with because the others have a grudge against me.

Bloodius is the one who ruled this agency. The name of the agency he followed his name. He is in late 50s and I treat him like a father. The people here envy me that much because I'm supposed to suck and be a hero. I am always on top because every mission that is given to me, I finish polished and clean.

"It'll be a miracle if she did that, Vera", answered Vertex and the other just snorted. Like I said, I am not a killer. In all the missions I haven't killed yet. I have a different way of defeating my opponents. Gentle yet bloody.

"Bloodius wants to talk to you, Vertex and I will wait here", I nodded to the two of them and walked towards the BR(bloodius room). I didn't knock and went in right away. I saw him sitting on his throne and his eyes landed on me, expecting my presence.

"Let me guess, another boring fight?", I nod lazily and sat on the chair then drank some wine. He smirked and blew smoke from his cigar.

He stood up and came to me then put something on the table. I stared at it blankly and he sipped the whiskey.

"This will be a good game Death..."

To Be Continued...