` 🦋 ─ 10:00 PM. ‘In my mind, in my head this is where we all came from’ the music played aloud as the assassin entered the club, hearing growing focused ‘1 2 3 4′ the DJ screamed into his mic, signalling a beat drop, causing the crowd to roar ,hyping up all but Ophélia. Her mind was set, she was focused on the goal, and the goal for tonight wasn’t to party, as much as she loved doing so, there were a couple of unloyal criminals her father ordered her to take care of. Truthfully, if asked a few months ago,she’d complain about being her father’s personal hit woman, but now she no longer fought what she was, no longer holding back how much she enjoyed her hidden activities,something inside her could only be healed and fixed when taking another’s life.
Scanning the club, an hour later , finally the girl spots her targets. Crooked expressions of pure evil grazes her lips, she’d use her appearance and charm as usual, knowing how unresistable she was against men in general, but even more so with men who had been drinking. Approaching her victims, coyishly she smiles, dragging her fingers through her hair , alluring them with her body language and seductive tone, the music sounding muffled as she focused on their voices. “Hey guys, enjoying yourselves? I was wondering” She said with a pause, tracing her finger over one of the males collar “If you’d both consider having a bit more fun.” Daring glances towards the second victim, her lip is captured casually between her teeth, raising her brows suggestively before taking off towards the upper levels of the club, entering a V.I.P room.
11:45 PM. In the distance, the men discuss her familiarity, but can’t put a finger on it due to her new look, short hair and such dark makeup, a drunken mind could barely decipher. Nevertheless little heads tempt them into their deaths, following the damsel up to the room, they humor her games as she appears just on the other side of the door, standing at the foot of the bed with a thin piece of rope. There would be no fun in killing them so quickly, Ophélia enjoyed taking her time to enjoy the fun, she allowed the men to approach and feel her up, exchanging chaste lipped kisses, ending up on the bed, straddling one male while tying the other to the bed frame. “Let’s play, play as if it’s your last.” Devilishly she smirks,placing kisses over the chest below her, yet something was up, the tied male couldn’t fight his thoughts, and stared at her curiously, asking her name moments later, she knew he was getting the idea and so she admits, and speaks her name. “ Ophélia “
12:12 PM. The look on his face feuild her, the bulging of his eyes and yanking of his wrist, she raises her dress,gripping and raising her hand after taking a dagger from the strap on her upper thigh, twisting it within her fingers and placing it’s sharp edge against the inside of his cheek,leaning in as the male underneath her acts quickly, pushing her off from his waist, she twist to face him, throwing her knife to only graze the side of his bicep, and the blade sticking into the wall. Quickly, she pulls out her phone from her bra
( ◦ IM ◦ ▸ Charlie )
↪ I need you, head near Club Octagon right now, there is a man in a button up blouse and black jeans, buzz cut fade and a wounded arm, find him and hold him.
12:30 PM. Sending her text, rising from the mattress, yanking her dagger from the wall, standing to face the door and slowly shutting it once more. “ You know..We could have had a lot more fun if you just..Weren’t so nosy..But isn’t that what got you into this situation..Curiosity kills the cat, no?” Without letting him get a single word past a muffled stutter, her blade enters through his eye, blood spewing across the right side of her face, she exhales in satisfaction, twisting the knife and pulling it free, texting one of her fathers men to handle the clean up while she heads out, following droplets of blood she spots in order to find the escaped victim she was sure he was out of the club by now, but she was unworried, knowing the pattern in men like this, having grown up with them since childhood.
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