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I am Alex? “The same… the same…” I fought my mouth for words.
“The same note that has been oneveryrecent murder in town. Over sixteen notes have been found on sixteen different dead bodies, Jayden. Not adding dead guards, drivers and others who might have been present with the target.”
“And you are saying they are from Jordan?” I asked and he nodded, but I shook my head.
No, I didn’t believe one bit. Jordan would never. She…
“I believe Jordan is an assassin.”
8
ALEXIS
“Relax so you don’t get me mad. I kill when I’m mad and you’re the only one here with me so…” I shrugged. “You don’t expect me to kill myself, right? I mean I would, but I still havesomuch to do.” I said and laughed sarcastically, while looking down at the tied stripper.
“It’s only for like two hours or so. I just need it to kill someone real fast. I’ll give back your dress and money. Don’t get so worked up.”
Yusuf and Gideon had arrived two hours earlier to get things easier and ready for me. A stripper was taken at gunpoint in her car and after she directed them to her changing room, they tied her up and decided it was a good idea to leave her here with me.
She wouldn't stop whimpering and struggling to get freed. I had to tape her mouth to get anything done peacefully in the room.
I looked at the mirror to check her dress on me.
It was a beautiful long-sleeved red silk bodycon, slit in both legs reaching past my laps. The silk dress was only covering my pussy and my ass at this point. And at the top, the fabric tightened around me, causing my breast to shoot up so the bra was only covering my nipple and I matched it with a pair of red stiletto.
It was the first time in almost seven years that I wore any color other than black, but it was the perfect color for a striptease performance. It screamed ‘Today’s theme is let your eyes be on me so I can eventually kill you.’ Like what would be happening to Troy today.
My half-faced mask was also red, with beautiful sparkly stones bedecked on it. It was designed as a cat’s face and the ears were made of fur, which made me a feline for the day.
The makeup was done by me, in the stripper's room. So I did it the only way I knew how.
I drew siren eyes with a white eyeliner which made me look even more daring than I already was. I put on some powder and a little bronzer on my nose and cheekbones.
Since my dress and makeup was already flashy enough, I decided to settle for a nude lipstick and applied the pale beige lipstick that matched well with my dress. I brushed my hair and after pulling it into a messy bun, I fixed the straight blonde wig on my head and put on the rings from the table.
The girl had all the necessary stuff for stripteasing, she must be good at her job. Maybe I should invite her to dance for me sometime, after which I fuck her until she passes out from the pleasure.
I giggled inwardly at my silly thoughts in the middle of a mission.
The plan had been reanalyzed by Yusuf, Gideon and I. According to the striptease organizer, clients could ask for a private dance after the original performance. So the current plan was to make sure Troy asked for a private session. Which meant my dance must be perfect and sexual.
Having him right there in the hotel with me meant I wouldn’t be able to torture him the way I wanted, but as long as he died, it was okay and a bit manageable.
I should torture him for what he did to me. I’d had so many fantasies about making him eat his own eyeballs, cutting off his dick and making him suck it, but I wouldn’t be doing any of it.
That was how nice I was, yet people would say I was heartless. Humans.
I had a knife under the dress. It was covered with its protection rubber and tied around my waistline in case I would need to use it on the stage.
Never trust a plan.
I turned to look at the stripper. She was no longer wiggling, but her eyes were heavily laced with worries. I had no intention of killing her, but I wouldnotbe telling her that.
“How do I look?” I asked as I removed the tape from her mouth and spread my legs for her to see my red panties. She immediately darted her eyes around the room and I smiled at how cute she was.
Deciding to tease her a little, I cupped her cheeks and softly brushed my lips against hers. She widened her eyes and I chuckled, giving her a small gentle slap on her cheek. “Don’t be shy now, tell me how I look.”
She blushed and looked down, her cheeks turning crimson from embarrassment. “Life is too short to not fuck the same gender at least once… Blue.” I said, stopping for a second to check the tag I had on my chest for her name.