Miami baby! I now see why they say don't bring sand to the beach 'cause it's plenty there. Most ladies look like they have fake asses and tities but all the same, it's a nice view. Today, I decided to take a stroll to the beach of course with my guards. All the ladies were admiring me. Flirting with ladies was my thing. All my years as a drug lord and business tycoon, ladies have been at my bick and call. I ordered a glass of my favourite drink. My wine was made only by order. There were only ten of it all over the world and I was in possession of two, you can imagine. The bartender brought the wine for me. I tried my usual flirting but she turned down sternly.
'Hay waiter, I touched the collar of her shirt. She looked at me sternly and said:
'I have to go sir, I have other people to attend to'.
She was bold and that made me like her more.
'What's your name damsel?'
I think I made her uncomfortable because she was fidgeting.
' I'm Emily'. She finally said.
'Emily, I'm Diego, but people call me Alpha. she was still so uneasy so I let her go. I told my boys to bring her to my room after work without laying a finger on her. Something in me just adored her. She was so innocent. I kept enjoying my view till I retired to my room. Emily was about to close from work. I waited nervously for her. Alpha was never nervous! She arrived and I managed to keep my cool and speak like the drug lord that I was.
'Come on in Emily, I hope my boys treated you well, take a seat'. She sat down slowly. She was so nervous and I noticed it.'You could trust me. I won't hurt you. Do you care for a glass of wine?
'No, I'm fine. I don't drink alcohol. I'd pass on that offer'.
Even perfect. You could hardly find a girl who didn't drink alcohol in miami. I adored her more. I sat down and stared at her. She looked so soft I wish I could just squeeze her in a tight embrace.
'I like you Emily, and I want you to be around me. Spend more time and have fun together. I paused and observed her movement, it was calm and normal and so I continued. If you would agree to this, it would make me happy and I'm willing and capable to do anything for you. I took a break. Wait, what! Did I just mumble all that nonsense? I didn't expect a positive reply from her after I said all that crap. Maybe it was just too soon so I rephrased.
'I'd like to go on a date with you tomorrow, would you make it? I asked.
'Yes, I think I can do that for you Mr. Diego'.
That single statement made me so happy but I couldn't show it. If I showed it, she may have suspected it and so I continued.
'No, please don't call me Mr. Diego. You could go with 'D', Diego or Alpha.
'Okay, D'. I didn't see that coming.
'Okay, tomorrow? 12a. m
'I think I'd be at work by then, so…'
'That shouldn't be a problem, you don't need to work anymore. I'd take care of you if only you let me'.
I caught her attention. She smiled at me and agreed to the offer. We talked for about an hour and she begged to take her leave. I let her.
'Emily, I would call you princess. You're like a princess to me. She smiled, opened the door and worked out. Yes! Yes! I got her to go on a date with me. The next day, she turned up. I didn't expect her to turn up but she did. She was led to my special spot at the bar. The bar was heavily protected. It was built with bulletproof glass and so no bullet could penetrate. More so, it had trained security guards straight from the battlefield who would fight to the last drop of blood so the bar was fully secured.
'Welcome princess, I'm really glad you could make it. You look very ravishing'.
'Thank you'. She said and her cheeks were red, she was blushing!.
'Since you don't take wine I ordered a glass of juice for you'.
'You didn't have to do so much D, I won't be staying that long so one glass and I'm out'.
'Whatever you want princess. I'd do that for you'.
I took my wine and she had her juice. We spoke for about two hours. The conversation was so interesting. She wasn't just a princess, she was smart and spoke fluent English. I couldn't help but wonder why she was a bartender when she was this beautiful and talented but before I could ask, she took the last sip of her juice and said she was leaving. That wasn't a problem to me because I knew I could always see her whenever I wanted to. I told two of my boys to take her home safely. I stayed at the bar a little bit longer before I headed home. I slept off and never woke up.
Emily's POV.
I'm agent 46. I was taken in as a baby. I was trained to be a serial killer. My target was mostly rich drug lords. I was given the task to kill Diego. I was very happy to be the one doing that. It was a crime of passion. Diego was a proud scum and such men were easy to terminate. I got his location. I knew he would be in Miami that weekend so I had barely a week to execute my plan. Like I said, Diego was a proud scum so it was no secret that he took one of the most expensive and rare wines. It was a fine wine. I traveled to the factory where the wine was produced and put in a poison. This poison was supposed to kill you after eight hours of taking it in. It was made with very dangerous chemicals and it had no antidote. I knew he would take the wine at the bar.
I played a game of luck because I didn't know if he would take the poisoned one first or not. I was taken to his house that day after I served him his wine. I thought he had found out that I was undercover but no. The proud, dumb Alpha like he called hoff..elf was too naive to find out. So when he brought up the offer for my date I accepted. My plan was going well. I had to leave early so that he would do the same. I left two hours after his first intake. He didn't stay at the bar all night so I'm certain he reached his house. He took the whole bottle of the wine alone so he was drunk and poisoned. A very peaceful way to die. I didn't show his boys my real house cause I had none. I lodged in a hotel.. Immediately I packed my bag because my flight was in an hour. I headed for the airport totally undercover. I flew back to the headquarters. My job was done. I was twenty years old and I had killed about fifty six dangerous men. Diego was my city's seventh. A total work over. He was easy to get rid of. I arrived at the headquarters and reported to the commander. That was it. The sad end of the heavily guarded and protected Diego Sabatina,the murderous drug lord. Sad ending.. I Sighed as I left the commander's office.
Miami baby! I now see why they say don't bring sand to the beach 'cause it's plenty there. Most ladies look like they have fake asses and tities but all the same, it's a nice view. Today, I decided to take a stroll to the beach of course with my guards. All the ladies were admiring me. Flirting with ladies was my thing. All my years as a drug lord and business tycoon, ladies have been at my bick and call. I ordered a glass of my favourite drink. My wine was made only by order. There were only ten of it all over the world and I was in possession of two, you can imagine. The bartender brought the wine for me. I tried my usual flirting but she turned down sternly.
'Hay waiter, I touched the collar of her shirt. She looked at me sternly and said:
'I have to go sir, I have other people to attend to'.
She was bold and that made me like her more.
'What's your name damsel?'
I think I made her uncomfortable because she was fidgeting.
' I'm Emily'. She finally said.
'Emily, I'm Diego, but people call me Alpha. she was still so uneasy so I let her go. I told my boys to bring her to my room after work without laying a finger on her. Something in me just adored her. She was so innocent. I kept enjoying my view till I retired to my room. Emily was about to close from work. I waited nervously for her. Alpha was never nervous! She arrived and I managed to keep my cool and speak like the drug lord that I was.
'Come on in Emily, I hope my boys treated you well, take a seat'. She sat down slowly. She was so nervous and I noticed it.'You could trust me. I won't hurt you. Do you care for a glass of wine?
'No, I'm fine. I don't drink alcohol. I'd pass on that offer'.
Even perfect. You could hardly find a girl who didn't drink alcohol in miami. I adored her more. I sat down and stared at her. She looked so soft I wish I could just squeeze her in a tight embrace.
'I like you Emily, and I want you to be around me. Spend more time and have fun together. I paused and observed her movement, it was calm and normal and so I continued. If you would agree to this, it would make me happy and I'm willing and capable to do anything for you. I took a break. Wait, what! Did I just mumble all that nonsense? I didn't expect a positive reply from her after I said all that crap. Maybe it was just too soon so I rephrased.
'I'd like to go on a date with you tomorrow, would you make it? I asked.
'Yes, I think I can do that for you Mr. Diego'.
That single statement made me so happy but I couldn't show it. If I showed it, she may have suspected it and so I continued.
'No, please don't call me Mr. Diego. You could go with 'D', Diego or Alpha.
'Okay, D'. I didn't see that coming.
'Okay, tomorrow? 12a. m
'I think I'd be at work by then, so…'
'That shouldn't be a problem, you don't need to work anymore. I'd take care of you if only you let me'.
I caught her attention. She smiled at me and agreed to the offer. We talked for about an hour and she begged to take her leave. I let her.
'Emily, I would call you princess. You're like a princess to me. She smiled, opened the door and worked out. Yes! Yes! I got her to go on a date with me. The next day, she turned up. I didn't expect her to turn up but she did. She was led to my special spot at the bar. The bar was heavily protected. It was built with bulletproof glass and so no bullet could penetrate. More so, it had trained security guards straight from the battlefield who would fight to the last drop of blood so the bar was fully secured.
'Welcome princess, I'm really glad you could make it. You look very ravishing'.
'Thank you'. She said and her cheeks were red, she was blushing!.
'Since you don't take wine I ordered a glass of juice for you'.
'You didn't have to do so much D, I won't be staying that long so one glass and I'm out'.
'Whatever you want princess. I'd do that for you'.
I took my wine and she had her juice. We spoke for about two hours. The conversation was so interesting. She wasn't just a princess, she was smart and spoke fluent English. I couldn't help but wonder why she was a bartender when she was this beautiful and talented but before I could ask, she took the last sip of her juice and said she was leaving. That wasn't a problem to me because I knew I could always see her whenever I wanted to. I told two of my boys to take her home safely. I stayed at the bar a little bit longer before I headed home. I slept off and never woke up.
Emily's POV.
I'm agent 46. I was taken in as a baby. I was trained to be a serial killer. My target was mostly rich drug lords. I was given the task to kill Diego. I was very happy to be the one doing that. It was a crime of passion. Diego was a proud scum and such men were easy to terminate. I got his location. I knew he would be in Miami that weekend so I had barely a week to execute my plan. Like I said, Diego was a proud scum so it was no secret that he took one of the most expensive and rare wines. It was a fine wine. I traveled to the factory where the wine was produced and put in a poison. This poison was supposed to kill you after eight hours of taking it in. It was made with very dangerous chemicals and it had no antidote. I knew he would take the wine at the bar.
I played a game of luck because I didn't know if he would take the poisoned one first or not. I was taken to his house that day after I served him his wine. I thought he had found out that I was undercover but no. The proud, dumb Alpha like he called hoff..elf was too naive to find out. So when he brought up the offer for my date I accepted. My plan was going well. I had to leave early so that he would do the same. I left two hours after his first intake. He didn't stay at the bar all night so I'm certain he reached his house. He took the whole bottle of the wine alone so he was drunk and poisoned. A very peaceful way to die. I didn't show his boys my real house cause I had none. I lodged in a hotel.. Immediately I packed my bag because my flight was in an hour. I headed for the airport totally undercover. I flew back to the headquarters. My job was done. I was twenty years old and I had killed about fifty six dangerous men. Diego was my city's seventh. A total work over. He was easy to get rid of. I arrived at the headquarters and reported to the commander. That was it. The sad end of the heavily guarded and protected Diego Sabatina,the murderous drug lord. Sad ending.. I Sighed as I left the commander's office.