NEFARIOUS • JJK

• 10 • pulp :)

Sweat drenched my under boobs. My hair was tied high in a bun but I felt a line of sweat trickle down anyway.

We'd arrived stealthily near Giovanni's house and were creeping in. I felt my chin scrape against something but I didn't protest. Signore was right ahead of me, leading the way. The gang followed.

The first guard approached the area we ran to hide in, the footsteps grew clearer and clearer. My heart flung around with it, but Signore didn't show signs of being affected. I saw the set jaw, ferocious waiting for the prey to come closer.

When the guard finally reached us, Master flicked out his pocket knife and stabbed it into his neck. I ran to cover the guard's mouth so he didn't struggle with noises. The knife got pulled out by cutting his neck in half, blood squirted on our clothes. Both of us looked at each other and smirked.

We were good at this. Together.

I grabbed him by the collar and threw him to one of the men, to take care of the body. I wasn't as stealthy on my feet but Master was like a tiger in a bush, moving so smooth as if he wasn't even flesh. Like water, he bended swiftly to duck and kill. Anyone he killed, I was entrusted with the body whom I gave to our men.

I was about to follow him on the stairs when he stopped. Eyes gone total slits. My focus strayed as I noticed the atrociously gorgeous sheen of sweat on his cheeks, extending to his jawline. I got startled when he pressed his front to mine, trapping me between his arms. My eyes wide. That was so swift, I felt like I was around a tornado.

Confusion is not enough to convey what I was feeling in that moment, my heart lurched into my mouth. What's he doing? His face leaned closer. Panic grasped my throat. I'm not foolish enough to think he wants to kiss, but what exactly is he trying to-

I gasp when he leans to the side and grabs out a guard who was just about to shoot my skull. "Sto cazzo." This dick. I fearfully realise the guard was about to take me out and I wouldn't even have known. It was Signore Jeon who had heard the light movement, maybe an extra breath. I don't have the training nor the senses he does. Every sense works fast on him, I see the intelligence churn when he treads. Survival was on the line.

Signore grabs him by the throat and quickly gives me furious eyes. "Through the head."

I nod and do as told. I pull back my Swiss army knife and slam it in the middle of his head, causing instant death. "Good girl." He slithers down.

"Thank you for saving me," I whisper as we trod up.

"I saw him the moment we started climbing. No movement is subtle enough for me." I know he has hyperawareness, but something like this can't be easy to live with. Imagine knowing every second of your life what's happening around you. Smallest movements, tiniest noise. Even when you sleep, or try to.

"How are we going to take out Giovanni?"

He smirks, thrilled with the idea. "Not easily."

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"Signore..."

I look down the air conditioning vent he had made me climb inside. We were directly over Giovanni's cabin and it was filled with guards, personal secretaries and some gang members. They were having a meeting.

Signore was going to lower me down first and I didn't want to die the moment I get lowered down.

"I'll be right behind you, piccola."

"I'm going to die."

"Then, you die," he says simply. "If you don't, you have only one mission. Get Giovanni. We'll escape anyhow after that." He was tying the harness around him, professional spy sunglasses on. I was sure he could see names and maps and a lot of information through those spy glasses. They made him look extra hot. "Just remember where the poison and unconsciousness darts are. And, if I tell you to come to me, you come to me."