Mrs Assassin นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Another maid came with a fresh dress for her and a water-filled bowel for a sponge bath, then his gaze landed over her dress, which was also filled with blood stains. He was blaming himself for her state for pushing her limits without knowing them, but murdering someone was the initial stage of becoming an assassin for him. He knew he did the right thing, but failed to understand killing is not something in her daily routine. Maid didn’t dare to step towards her and just stood behind him holding all the material. When his gaze didn’t leave a bit from Ashley, she put it on the table and went out, closing the door behind her. He got up from bed and came back with the tray.

Alssandro Leone Romano James Mathews hung up and rounded his shoulder to get rid of the fatigue he now had. He is my Vice-President, henchman, undertaker, right-arm man. Despite his age and charisma, he was an ice-berg. A cruel callous bastard. Though he looked pristine and refined to the nines he had more blood on his hands than I did. We always had hired hands but this sadistic sicko liked to get his hands dirty. He took a pussy, disposed of it. He took a dime, impenitently.

"Alright ladies. It's time to hose them down." I stood, extended my hand to Michelle, she placed her hand in mine and I tightened my grip on her before dragging her up. We both stood at the side and watched as Mrs. Vee hosed the begonias. By the time she was done, we walked next to the tap she was standing beside and as I washed the mud off my hands, Mrs. Vee scrubbed Michelle's knees, elbows and hands with a small wash-cloth before washing her own hands. Then we all walked inside the house through the back door, and into the kitchen.

She said and I wasn't surprised. I knew she was wasn't a regular person. I knew she was up to something. I knew she knew too much for her own good. "I am a free assassin," She said and it all made sense. Free assassin never worked or belonged to a clan, they get hired to work for an important mission and after that they are discarded even if the Mission failed. They had an immortality card. "I would not kill Mason if you tell me where my child is," I said and she nodded her head slightly.

I furrowed my brows at him. “I meant, good that he wasn’t your boyfriend…not that he was a fucking moron that got himself killed.” I tilted my head at him. He ran a hand through his hair. He looked nervous. “Please disregard what I just said.” I scoffed. “Yeah, sure.” “Good.” He let out a breath. “How many people have you taken out?” Most assassins didn’t keep count; after the first few years, they all blended together. But I knew the exact number of people I had taken out for the last decade. “Three hundred and fifty-seven.”

Just then, her assistant panicked and yelled, "Healer Petra, the patient's stopped breathing. What's going on?" Only then did they realize I was poisoned by wolfsbane. It was already so deep in my system that I was beyond saving. "Healer Petra, what do we do now?" the assistant asked, clearly flustered. Looking resigned, Healer Petra shook her head and said, "Continue the surgery. Since the patient's already dead, let's not waste the kidney." I drifted out of the operating room. Outside, Mom, Dad, and Simon were all waiting anxiously. "Why isn't the surgery over yet?" Mom asked, looking worried. "They've been in there for so long!"

He wasn't going to kill her… at least not yet, not until he's gotten reasonable answers from her. “I-I don't know, but it was instinct.” She stammered before gaining her voice back. “Instinct? What kind of maid instinctively knows how to handle a glock?” he asked suspiciously. His eyes raked her body from top to bottom. Alina was undeniably beautiful. Even with her hair cut into a bobbed hairstyle, it matched her sharp features more. Her lips, cheeks and nose had this permanent flush that made her look innocent — completely hiding the fact that she's a bred assassin.

Tapping the assassin's shoulder, she gestured to him to get his job done. “K!ll Alpha Kyle. Don Asher went through so much to get the bullet from the wizard of terror to be able to end Alpha Kyle’s life. Do not make any mistakes, okay?” She instructed. “Rest assured, ma’am.” The assassin bowed at her. Having seen me, she followed the man and managed to get into the room. “Is he trying to r@pe her? Oh, no! What if she dies? How would I be able to get my mission accomplished without Rachel by my side?” She thought.

Leanunya countered, not budging an inch. Wolferan sighed, before speaking, “I am asking as it will give me a better understanding of why you chose to become an assassin, a criminal” Leanunya huffed, “alright you want to know? Well, I was left with an old woman who didn’t even know how to take care of herself ok?”

she chuckled She was behind the assassin in a blur, slitting his throat before he could make a sound. She left the body on the thick tree branch and moved to her next target. One after another she was slitting the throats of the assassins that were hidden. Nobody could fight her, and no one could find her. She jumped to a different tree, this time behind a new assassin. When the assassin turned around, she slid the dagger across his throat, creating a deep cut. Enough to exterminate any supernatural species. If a cut was made on a sensitive organ, her dagger would be enough to kill anyone. She picked up the body and threw it against a tree branch. She moved on to the next target and made a q