A Pierce To Remember

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For minutes we are in each other’s undivided attention. Time slows and my breathing grows deeper, his, however, speeds up.

I take a sip and then place my wine glass on the black tableclothed table . Still holding his green eyes with my brown ones, I lift my mask and wink. His eyes widen behind his own mask and I grin. I didn’t disguise my face for this reaction of fear sets my heart aflame.

The rest of me is manipulated. My black curls hide under a straight dark brown wig and I accentuate my curves under a navy gown. I am shorter without my raised tennis shoes and now have claw-like nails. He, however, does not disguise himself so well. I’m sure his people told him he would be hard to spot during this lovely masquerade ball.

I am the assassinator of your very dark dreams and I am very good at my job. I watch the way you walk, you talk, and the tiniest littlest of things that only you do.

This client knows better. Poor, poor green eyes. Foolishly, his bodyguards are not within his reach. I usher the dancing crowd toward Green eyes to block the bodyguards’ view. Green eyes tries to back up but I am already within reach.

I take his hand into mine and shake it,
“How nice to meet you again.” I feel the ring on my finger pierce him and when I let go of his hand I can hear him drop. I don’t stick around to see how he collapsed.

I had to get out quickly. A woman screams and chaos reigns.

“I’ll call 911!” I shout and this is my cue to leave.

I cloak myself with my black shawl and disappear into the shadows.

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  1. What a good suspenseful read as I start off my morning, what I thought this was going to be about and what it ended up turning out to be are totally different and I like that 😉

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