Puppet |ON HOLD|
"Anya, my darling, kill him. Don't make me say it again."
"I-I can't. I really can't. Please, don't make me do this", I whispered, a single tear dropping from the corner of my eye.
He whipped his hand around his hip, pulling the silver pistol from its holster. He placed the muzzle right under my ponytail, the cool metal touching my scalp.
"Shoot that fucking gun. It's either him or you. Time to choose", he said, clicking the safety off.
My lips quivered as I placed my shaking finger on the trigger. The man sent me a pleading look. I closed my eyes as tightly as I could, letting out a sob as a single gunshot rang throughout the room. A bullet went directly between his eyes, killing him instantly. The man in front of me hit the concrete floor with a painful smack. Blood instantly pooled around his head, flowing towards my feet in a subtle wave. I screamed and fell to my knees, covering my blood splattered face in my hands. Nikolai placed a large hand on my shoulder, softly rubbing it.
"Good job. Now, I'll just have you wait around here for a bit and deal with those nice police officers. Alright, baby? We'll come back for you soon", he said, kissing the top of my head before heading out of the door, his main trailing behind him.
I sat in shock on the floor, next to the dead body. I could hear faint sounds of sirens coming closer and closer to the desolate warehouse. I stood up, my hair matted and makeup a mess as the officers burst through the garage doors. They immediately drew their guns, aiming them at me. I slowly raised my hands into the air, surrendering.
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WARNING: Strong language, violence, graphic scenes, and sexual scenes.
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