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The Delusional Revenge

Being an assassin is a hard job, but it's even worse when your job is nothing like that under someone's control. Xelv is a hopeless person tired of finding her sister who backstabbed the organization, from which Xelv is suffering hard. Is going through some hard times to conceal her life back as it gets harder and harder for her to handle the situation anymore. So she decides to end it all after this last mission, after all, that she is been through. Finally after assassinating the boss of Velkar- She thought so... Oryn the youngest son of an opposition mafia group had an encounter with Xelv [the assassin] but to his own vail, he knew it already, everything. Even planned the ending for her from the very beginning. Just like they did to *her*. He was gonna go for the revenge he wanted to- But would it be easy for him to attack a stranger for someone else's sin? Let's find out together

meraki_s_0340 · Urban
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6 Chs

PROLOGUE

Almost strangled to my neck, I could see my end but the hope of him not getting back made it worse. Eli and Khan, I swear if they do anything to fucking Alex, I am bloody gonna kill him for his words.

Closed I just took breaths as I inhaled their words near my ears as they laughed me off with compliments of being loyal but stupid to step in,- in their matter.

Crouching down, he continued the torture with my cheeks being pinched tight as he raised my face with the sweat flowing down to my chest, his eyes wander around into mine as I couldn't but clutch my hands behind. My legs had pain, hands were tied back.

"You should have understood the meaning of my existence- Rodrigo Thomas Volkov," he said.

Grinning I looked sneakily tired of the man's temper as I replied "It's Eve for you".

Laughing slightly off at my statements he looked back to me, "You want to test me don't ya" His nose came closer as his eyes felt widened maybe peaking deep inside my soul as I could just stare back with no consent of my comfort. Sliding my face off he stood back.

"Hmm so all the other people please stay out I am gonna take some few takes with her, will ya?" he said, or maybe asked, or yes his slightly kind sound can lead a huge crowd of people out as his command got my shivers run throughout my back. Raising my head at a sudden time it felt hard but the iron around it still was around as the machine tightened my neck.

It was pulling me up as my foot still touched the ground. Rumbling the chains pulled me up forcefully as I could do nothing but follow the rules and find the roped leg standing again

"Ugh..." I groaned as he clicked the button to stop the pulling, my pants felt rushed as he started taking off his coat from his shoulders.

Exposed, his upper body was strapped with a holster strap. Turning his body revealed the two pistols he was carrying this whole time, but was taking them out right in front of my eyes.As I could barely make any eye contact, the sweat around my forehead was approaching near my lids.

My blurry vision felt burning and I rather preferred them closed but my guards couldn't be let down that easily yet. At least not until my sister is good on her own. Not that I am not gonna die from his works either.

"Don't even think of escaping at this point- at least not from my hands" he said, looking up at me as I struggled my way to kinds stand, was the chain still pulling?

My neck felt bare as I could feel the rustiness of the iron onto my skin "Or maybe the iron necklace won't" He leaned back as he proceeded to put on the gloves, making sounds I could barely breathe, but his small grinning face was still visible to my eyes.

Turning back he clicked the button again, as he stood facing the back towards me "Well let's not play games and start the treatment for betrayal shouldn't we" he said on the other side.

I was behind the bars with this bastard as the entire chain almost fell onto my neck putting extra weight, I felt burdened as my body hardly had the strength to control the weight of the entire chain falling from the roof to my legs. Proceeding to take the tuxedo off he experienced the runny breeze of footsteps as he didn't mind them but rather stared at me from top to bottom.

"Hmm... well so according to your muscles what type of dagger would you like to experiment with?" he asked turning to his right and opening the suitcase with the exclusive daggers of different sizes. "Maybe the 4 inches, 6, 8, or would go for the 10 straight ways-" he continued.

Picking a certain size I didn't reply, as the burden was over me as I could still feel my goosebumps flowing from different parts of my body, walking back to me with his back still facing me.

His game started.

Walking back as fast as he could, his footsteps made it weirder as his face was only visible when the dagger was already embedded through my thin clothes into my torso, gasping I could only feel the sudden attack, "so, is it good enough?" he whispered near my eyes, as his breath touched my neck, roaming around my ears he licked it slightly as it moves further down, he was tearing my body with the sharpness.

Grunting hard I wanted my best to not show my weakness to pleasure his needs, but the sucking around my neck as he moved under my jaw pleased his lips all around.

Screaming, I let out my groans as my blood shivered down to my knees, down to my feet as he proceeded to insert the third dagger inside my torso, near the second one as it tore certain patterns. Maybe something relating to their group but nothing serious came to my mind, as my neck was again on the train of being pulled upwards nicely and slowly as it choked me almost to the top of my neck.

My breaths felt tightened as he took his steps back to the table back, picking up the fourth one from the suitcase again. My mouth was still shut as it was more than just us together. Even the bees didn't leave me alone on my own.

Hours had passed, maybe minutes or maybe seconds everything was out of my knowledge.

My hands were tied, and so were my legs but the only thing he controlled was my neck as he played with the buttons. The weight was again on the floor as I controlled my body posture to just stand straight.

"Don't even think of being tired my eve-" he said, as my thoughts were rather of getting him dead but more than that were the thoughts of my existence till I meet my sister again. Alex, please don't lose hope even after I leave you alone. Please don't -

His maniac laugh continued as the bees seemed to rumor around my body as he left. I was alone again, but with all the four daggers embedded in me, stretched to a limit, glad they were not long but they still hurt with all the tearing he did.

My clothes were hanging still as they touched parts of my wounds, trying to engage not to it was doing the exact opposite. Everything was over my head, minding more to just nothing but my feet were over the floor to disturb me again, as my neck felt like breaking my jaw.

Lifted my feet felt strangle to break through as they trembled to move around, not being able to keep proper sight of my front as the beep was again heard, "You went quite upwards, hmm maybe I should look after you more often..." the same voice recited.

Shipping to some liquid, my body was down to the floor again, as he locked the bars behind him. "You know Eve, it's more comfortable for us being together rather than allowing anyone else to enter you alone" his voice continued with a slight grinning laugh as it felt more fascinating to me.

My stomach was grumbling, wanting to feel better it was burning all over as he came closer."You know wine can cure wounds" it never did. Pouring his wine near my breast, he dripped wet my clothes from top to slight bottom, as it burnt badly, really bad, and with the dagger still inside, it felt more cunning than ever.

"Hmm.. you like wine right-" he said, before leaving again. Biting my lips, I wanted to scream but it was of no avail, he returned too quickly with another briefcase, as he was too afraid to speak out anything.

"You know, we used to sit on the roof and drink-" he continued proceeding to open it, "talk out shits against the Alpha Dogs, but who knew you were gonna be from the same shitty people... damn that was unexpected" before picking out the wine bottle, as he tapping on three-time broke out the top portion not allowing much foam, as he turned around.

"You would love this-" saying the entire liquid was over me, as it burnt all around the wound again, feeling more intense, it was over I thought. But maybe not.

Groaning in pain I was seeing nothing but pain all around, as my skin felt sizzling, not quickly later when he took out his preferred sizes.

"And for your delicate body, this one would feel the best to carve out." I tried looking but his steps were too slow the weapon wasn't to insert inside.

Tightening inside it felt more of my blood flowing out as the entire iron was out of my body, front to back my mouth came out with blood all around spitting around I almost vomited but screamed instead, when the entire weapon was forcefully dragged silently down, to the center.

My neck was dripping with blood and so were my legs, but I think his pleasure was still not done.

He put out the pair on getting inside the exact opposite, as it slanted down to the center again. It felt like tearing down, as the blood down my throat didn't stop.

Nearing to almost my end he finally came near my ears "I fucking loved you, and you knew that, and still..." his whispers weren't enough he thought maybe as he pulled out both of the so-called sword-sized daggers, "...went for your destruction".

Gulping I wasn't able to do more than that as it felt more painful rather watching him walk out it was dark enough for me close my eyes, hearing the beep again, my body was strangled from my neck to my legs as I couldn't but count the last of my existence to be alive anymore.

it was over for me-

Above the floor it was, my body floated in terror as it was all wet through red.

"Shouldn't have believed them-" My last words felt empty without her.