"Oh dang look at that girl walking over there," Damien said. He pointed at the girl down the street, and she then entered in a cafe. "She is awfully pretty. Do you want to have some fun tonight, Hale?" He said. Hale excitedly responded "Of course!"
"Good afternoon men and women. Today in Paris we have another death this time it was found in the canal," said the nervous newscaster. It must be father again Lilith thought.
Their relationship was full of mixed feelings, her father is a mafia leader, and she is the next heir to the gang. Her father is a killer, but he has gentle hands people never knowing he could kill anyone in a blink of a second.
A black waitress talking to the person next to me was walking around with a baby in her hands. One hand holding the child and the other holding a tray of desserts. "What a talent!" Lilith's mind rang. "I can't even hold a child at all."
The waitress caught her looking at her. She started walking towards her. "Oh shoot! Did I offend her? I was just complimenting you."
Her heart was beating as the waitress was walking up to her. The waitress gave Lilith a piece of paper torn from her notepad. It says "Call me, I know who you are. This is my number xxx-xxx-xxxx , Caroline Rose."
Lilith put the torn paper in her pocket full of crispy dollars as she walked out the cafe. It was night time already, the sky was filled with glowing stars.
She could even see the Big Dipper and the Small Dipper, yet the moon was out of sight. Lilith knew she should not stay that late because her father would send a whole army to find her.
Walking along the path next to her, the two boys covered her mouth with a gag, that made her fall asleep in an instant.
Lilith found herself naked, covered in bruises, and chained to a red, silky, and ruined bed. "Well, well, well, What do we have here,"said Damien. He took the gag out of her mouth and removed the chains, but put her hands in cuffs and put her on a chair, instead.
"Hey Hale come in man don't be shy you took her "honor" yesterday," said Damien in a sadistic tone. "Hey baby, I love the bruise right on your heart. It is very hehe.. appealing." He lifted Lilith's chin and whispered in her ear "You can talk now, sweetie." Hale laughed as he was walking towards Damien.
" I assure you, that you don't know me do you?" Lilith asked in a sexy tone of voice. "No sweetie, we don't know who you are, but all we know is you are a very good toy." Damien responded. "I would've been better if you didn't give those drugs. Although, we could go for another round if you want?" Lilith said.
Hale walked up to her breathing heavily and flushed. He put his fingers in her mouth. Lilith wanted him to do that, she planned for that all night because the drugs didn't work on her. She bit his thumb and index finger making a crack sound.
Blood was spilling out of her mouth dripping down to her legs. Her lips were a crimson color, she licked her lips the smacked them together. She broke the weak handcuffs and stood up.
Hale fell back panting and yelling for help. Damien ran away from the scene. "Oh darling, I assure you. You won't be receiving any help, when I am done with you. I know who you are, Hale Scarlet. One of my father's top spies, and the most troubling along with your partner."
She walked up to him, picked him up and then whispered "Operation Mark-Crimson Red."1
Hale's face turned from a tomato red to a pale gray as she stuck her fingernail in his neck. "Ew men they die with an ugly expression,"she said , while dropping Hale's motionless body. "Operation Mark-Crimson Red is completed."
1.Operation Mark-Crimson Red- death for the victim or reverse death of the person who inflicted the harm first.
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