3. Task Failed Succesfully

Vivian looked at herself in the mirror, seeing that her short but very cute hair was now tied up with a black ribbon at the back, making the hair on the side of her face pulled up and not obstructing the view at all even if she did a rock move.

"Ahh I'm so cute."

Vivian opened her make up bag, she had been looking forward to a day like this so she planned to dress up in all black with a cute metal lady look.

"I just need to use eye shadow,"

But as she opened the cute box no bigger than the palm of her hand, she grumbled rudely closing her makeup kit back up.

The reason was because now her makeup kit was almost gone and she wouldn't be able to use the rest of it, and since her eyeshadow was gone, she couldn't use lipstick, and eyeliner. She had no intention of doing so anymore.

"He's so stingy, I should have taken her wallet while he was at work."

Speak of the devil.

"What Mom?"

Vivian picked up her phone. The person on the other side who was called 'Mom' frowned.

"Who are you calling that?"

from his voice alone one could tell that he was a man.

"No, just forget about it, what's the matter boss? Why call me when I'm busy?"

"Don't talk so much Vivian, I've been looking for you, you're wearing your costume right? You're the one working from here."

"You mean that nasty black and smelly costume? I'm sorry but I don't want it."

"Vivian, you'll get caught."

"I never get caught. Because the boss is the one who always works from behind supporting me, right? I'm fixing my hair and I don't like that outfit."

"Vivian, you must be getting dressed right?" there was no reply at all "hurry up and get this done ASAP! We only have ten minutes from twenty seconds left."

"Nye nye nye, why is the boss telling me what to do? It's the boss' fault for cutting my allowance!

"Hey, be more mature."

"I'm not even twenty years old, I'm immature! If I'm not on time, the boss will help me, right?! Bye!"

Vivian hung up the line unilaterally, she chuckled.

The person on the other side must be cursing right now. She really liked seeing her boss in distress, she liked the expressions made by her boss who rarely showed a smiley face.

Although it was difficult to make him smile, it was quite easy to make his boss upset.

After all, Vivian was a mischievous child.

"Looks like I'll have to find someone else to ask for money, I can't possibly ask the boss for money all the time.

Maybe... a lover? ah I don't want someone my age, I want someone who's a bit old and already making money, hmm daddy vibes I guess that's fine, but I want someone handsome, a gentleman and of course rich, rich enough that I don't know what else to ask for to spend the money in his wallet.

Vivian put her hands together, she prayed.

"May my prayers be answered."

Okay that's enough, now she better go out and do her work right away before her ears heat up from the nagging on the way home.

Vivian then opened the door, she had been in the small room that served as a warehouse. She walked casually and hummed a bit, there was no one else around anyway.

The boss was indeed great, he could make an area become empty with his ability, even the CCTVs were all dead. I don't know what he did, but... Vivian just needed to carry out her duty as the executor.

Well, she only needed to kill one target each mission, and every time she did that she felt pretty good.

It might sound evil, but what she was doing was for the welfare of everyone in this Barren city.

Because all he was doing was getting rid of the ignorant Alphas who were wantonly destroying the world again.

She was a hero, not a killer. Of course, she could do all these things because of the help of the Bouwer organization... and her bos of course.

The organization where he grew up since childhood.

Then why was Vivian, who was an Omega, asked to carry out a dangerous task like this?

Vivian opened the door. The main room was the destination of her location.

There was a man there who was already face down on the table, sleeping unconsciously.

"Excuse me," Vivan took one of the chairs and used it to pick up an air freshener hanging in a place near the door as a decoration.

Vivian opened the oval-shaped container and transferred the contents into the container she had prepared.

She did not smell the contents of the container even though it smelled very good.

There was no way that she should smell a poison concoction that she had made herself a few days ago.

She's not stupid, you know.

"I still don't really like direct killing, I don't like blood." That's why Vivian used poison instead.

"Well then... where did he hide the documents, huh?"

She couldn't linger too long, she couldn't trouble her boss any further if she got into trouble for being here too long.

Vivian glanced at the brown file that was placed on the table, she opened it and quickly read through it one by one.

"This is all rubbish."

She then crouched down and saw that another document had fallen on the floor. Vivian reached out and got the file even though she had to get under the desk first due to the man's large body getting in the way.

She examined the file again, and a smile spread across her face.

This is what she was looking for.

Okay, now it was time to go home.

But before that she wanted to see how the poison reacted first, she wouldn't take long.

This was a new poison and she didn't know how effective it would be if inhaled for a long time.

That's why Vivian sat the big man down. It was heavy, but she was more curious about the poison concoction.

This man was so heavy, that Vivian had to take a breath first even though she only moved half of his body.

Fortunately, he had muscles that were quite tantalizing to the touch, but she wouldn't expect much from his old face. Vivian looked up, she was stunned.

He didn't look that old.

Well, he did look older than her, but he is not seem as old as a father of three children. In fact, he look lke he still in his twenties.

No, he was so handsome, and had no wrinkles at all under his eyes. And why is there a mole that should never be there?

Oh shit.

She had the wrong target.

And that man in front of her is so fu*king sexy.

While she was still in shock while watching the man, a hand that seemed to be twice the size of her arm touched her neck bringing her closer to the man's face who already awake while looking at her.

"... who... are you..." His voice was quite heavy, yet still very comfortable as it entered her eardrums. Vivian herself was surprised by that.

Compared to the fact that she had poisoned the wrong person, which meant she had failed the mission...  or feeling panicked because an innocent person was nearly kiiled by her. Instead of running away, Vivian just held the man's arm firmly, with eyes full of interest.

"Are you rich?!"

God may have already answered her prayers, right?!