She's With The Devil

4 | Trust

Bella

Today's the day where Fiore watches me kill someone, for the first time.

Yesterday, when we were discussing about my contract, I asked him to find someone he would want me to kill so he can watch me how I usually do my job.

And, he did.

We're going to attend another grand party, and he told me the target is a child sex trafficker politician who's apparently running free and have a lot of people supporting him because he was "wrongfully" accused.

Fiore even sent me all of the proof he had on this dude. And, it's true. He has been doing this for four years and no one has done anything about it.

Fiore has so many dirt on so many known people in this city. I think, with me around, I can help him clean the dirt in this city.

Because, I know, deep down in his cold dark heart, he's willing to do anything for this city, that he loves so much.

Now, I'm prepping my hidden weapons, sitting on my bed with the door still wide open.

Fiore and me just had dinner, just now. And I'm waiting for him to tell me what time do we leave.

"Bella." A familiar man's voice pulls me out of my thoughts, as I turn around to check who it is.

Fiore, leaning on my door frame, with his black sweatpants and a white shirt, his hair still a mess, looking like he's just finished his work downstairs.

"Hey. I'm just trying to figure out what's the most painful death for this bastard." I say, showing him the weapons I'm preparing.

"Something discreet, I hope." Fiore says.

I tilt my head, furrowing my eyebrows, getting up from my bed as I walk towards him, "Fiore. I want to kill this bastard and I want the whole world to know he's dead. His victims or the family victims deserve to know that he's finally dead." I try to negotiate with him.

He tsked, crossing his arms, "Okay, you might be right. But, we can't get caught. You can't get caught." He says, sternly.

I get closer to him, "I've never gotten caught before! Never, in my life." I tell him a fun fact about me.

"And what if, you did?" He asks.

"Then you'll save me." I say, confidently.

It's not like he'll ever find someone like me.

"What makes you think I will?" He raises his eyebrows, he looks into my eyes.

"Because, you want to, deep down." I whisper, getting very close to him, until I could feel his hot breath against my face.

We're almost the same height, by the way.

He's probably 6'4 and I'm around 6'2.

"You're right, I do want to." He gives in, curling his lips into a smirk.

I step back from him, leaving space between us, "When's the party going to start?" I ask him.