I hate everyone.I'm serious, every single human on this earth somehow makes me want to stab my eyes out with a fork.
everyone is annoying and I've never felt the need to be nice to someone. I mean aren't we all gonna die anyway?
I couldn't really give less of a shit about what people think of me I could always just shoot them in the face? no.
I've been doing this shit for 19 years now. ever since I was born my father has always had this great plan for me that I will lead our mafia and destroy anyone in our way. and nothing will stop me from doing that.
I need vodka.
'cazzo' translation; 'fuck' I mutter under my freezing breathe with a small smirk as I see my target leave the room where he was supposed to die.
this is gonna be fun.
quickly grabbing my radio I signal my team for what to do. 'target ha lasciato l'edificio. blaze e valerie ottenere la macchina malato ti incontrano intorno davanti. tutti gli altri fanno la guardia.' translation; 'target has left the building. blaze and Valerie get the car I'll meet you round front. everyone else keep guard.'
I love my job.
I frantically grab my brown duffle bag with my knife set, 50 cal snipe rifle, G18 and extra bullets. Then slide down the drain pipe meeting Valerie and Blaze in the matte black Ferrari. Which I definitely did not steal.
fine. I stole it.
it's not that I'm broke because I definitely could afford one, but I crave adrenaline rushes and running from the cops with not a care in the world just makes me feel alive.
I shove my shit in the car and load up my guns, this is definitely gonna be an adrenaline rush.
'hey girl, you good?' Valerie questions with a laugh.
'never better' I wink before shoving half my body out the car window aiming my rifle at my target.
'go faster' I order blaze.
he pushes hardly on the peddle forming a smile on my face, I pull back the safety on the gun and line up for a clean shot.
I glance around to see who is near and only spot a grey car. ill deal with them later.
the car speeds up...
But before I can pull the trigger I feel a massive thud against our car nearly sending me flying but luckily my best friend Valerie grips my jeans harshly.
she has a very bad temper which makes her so sexy but can also be a sweetheart. I recommend getting on her good side as she is great with hand to hand combat and has the best aim I have ever seen.
'che cazzo era che?' translation; 'what the fuck was that.' now I'm pissed off.
I need a drink.
'I don't know, but they are coming back.' blaze shouts. he is also sexy but terrifyingly good with a gun and the best driver I've ever met. I love these two.
Val and blaze are the only two people I can bare to be around, they have the best set of skills and can sometimes be great entertainment. do not tell them I said that.
'Skylar!' they synchronized scream my name.
oh yeah I'm Skylar. my full name is Skylar ivy gray.
my mother named me Skylar cause she has always loved the sky and the beautiful colours it shows off. but my dad being him decided it means warrior assassin.
This is my job, I am a trained assassin who takes out people then gets paid for it.
it's pretty easy.
I grab my knife set from the duffle bag and quickly tie my long brown hair into a high ponytail.
I definitely need a drink.
'questo sarà divertente' translation; 'this will be fun.' I whisper while winking to val.
blaze rolls his eyes and spins the car without any warning so we face the bitches who hit us.
idiots.
they must have a death wish.
gripping the top of the car pulling myself on top of it I land on the hood so I angrily rip off my leather jacket leaving me in my black ripped jeans and black tank top.
at least if I die I will look hot.
grabbing my knife I get in position as blaze screams something to me which I kindly ignore. he loves me.
I angle my knife and throw it at their wheel sending them spinning but as I throw it I feel a sharp pain in my shoulder causing me to fly backwards. I grab onto it while attempting not to scream I check to see blood rushing out.
the bitch shot me.
now I am even more pissed off.
'skylar, shit are you good?' blaze asks while he panics.
what a pussy.
I painfully pull myself back together and signal to blaze that I am okay and to keep driving. I could feel the worry from him burning into my back but we have no time for feeling sorry for each other.
we have a job to do.
Val passes me a rifle with a bandage attached I chuckle quietly causing her to sigh giving me that disappointed look.
she is such a mum.
I place the bandage over my shot shoulder and position the rifle over my arm aiming it at the car.
I love killing, in a non-physco way it just bring me joy when I get to end someone's life after they piss me off.
I am going to hell I know. sorry God ly.
after this fucking car not moving for about 5 mins I peer over to blaze confused at what to do, he just shrugs.
God he is so helpful.
I decide to get up and investigate it but suddenly 3 tall figures step out of the car and I blink rapidly to make out who they are. the amount of blood I'm loosing is starting to make me feel light headed.
if I die tonight I will be really pissed off.
I never take my finger off the trigger as they creep closer towards me. i use my other hand to grab my throwing knifes.
'Skylar...' Val whispers to me with worry in her voice.
I give her a reassuring nod and wink at her causing her to smile.
I always feel so defensive over Val even though she is two years older then me I see her as my little sister who I have to protect.
its weird.
blaze spots the bodies moving towards me and angrily opens the door for him and val and they both step out and joining me on each side.
we look good.
I squint my eyes once again to check if i can see them any clearer.
I am able to make out who it is.
I laugh in anger.
standing in front of me was the man I despise the most.
my biggest enemy since I was 15.
the bitch who I swore I would kill at the age of 16.
the devil himself.
Kai fucking Dawson.
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RomanceSkylar Gray is a sarcastic, dangerous mafia leader whose future has always been to lead her mafia and nothing could ever stop her. but what happens when she is forced to love her biggest enemy for more power? will she choose her lover or job? While...