#worthsavingpart3

“His name is Zane Forceman. He’s a high end business executive and he has something I want. Your mission is to find out the data he has for Scorpion and eliminate the target. It’ll be tough as he’s an arrogant son of a bitch and is suspicious of everyone. But he just can’t say no to the ladies. So get the data and get rid of the evidence. I’m counting on you (Y/N). Don’t let me down.”

“Consider it done sir” you exclaimed as you started rifling through your closet to find something appropriate to wear. Ennis simply nodded his head and made to leave. Before he reached the door of your room he turned back to face you.

“(Y/N) please be careful” you nodded and smiled at the thought of  Ennis showing his affection for you.  

You strolled out your room an hour later clad in a gorgeous tight fitting red floor length dress. Minimal but enough make up and your hair in waves down your back. With the slit up the side of your dress just showing the modest amount of leg. You knew the target didn’t stand a chance. 

You arrived at the hotel where the target was holding the “Naughty or Nice” charity event. The name of the fundraiser suited you well as you sure as hell weren’t going to be nice. You stepped through the grand doors into a sea of people dressed in pinks, reds and whites. You slipped in unnoticed and made your way up to the bar. You knew standing there would give you a clear view of the room and you’d be able to scope out the security guards and where the target would be.

You were stood at the bar as you caught the eye of a young gentleman stood just a few feet away. You needed a way to get to Zane who was currently in the middle of the dance floor, and this presented itself as the perfect opportunity. You were going to use the gentleman to dance close to Forceman, maybe even let him get a little handsy to make out he was harassing you, which would leave you the perfect opportunity to strike. You fluttered over to the gentleman resting your hand on his arm as you asked him if he’d like to dance. He nodded in agreement and pulled you towards the dance floor. As you danced you allowed him to place his hand a little too low on your back giving off the suggestion that you were into him. As you continued to dance you could feel his hand slip lower resting perfectly on the curve of your ass. Before you met Ennis this would have sent you into a fit of rage but he helped you to focus your anger, to forget about your past and to focus on the task at hand. You had no emotions any more, no care for anyone or anything. Your sole purpose on this earth was to complete the missions assigned to you and to never let anything get personal. Fifteen minutes ticked by before you concluded that enough time had been spent on feigning harassment and asked the gentleman to go and get you a drink. He happily obliged and that’s when step two of your plan could take place. You stood for a second on the dance floor looking as if you were admiring the dancing waiting for Forceman to glide by so you could cut in for a dance. Another second ticked by as he moved past you to continue the seduction of the lady in his arms. You reached out your hand placing it on his shoulder.

“Do you mind if I cut in" you smiled as he spun back to face you.

“This gentleman has been harassing me all night and I need someone to help me. I have been watching you dance and you look like someone who takes great care of his dates.”

“Date… oh no she’s not my date” he fumbled trying to explain to you very quickly that he was a single man. He let go of the woman’s hand clearly no longer interested in her company.

“Oh i didn’t mean to insinuate you just look very… passionate” he raised his hand to take yours pulling you in closely.

“You wouldn’t be trying to seduce me now would you?” he whispered into your ear a grin gracing his features. You smiled back trying to be as flirty as you could.

“Can’t blame a girl for trying” you giggled. He pulled you in even closer as his hand slid down your back. Both of your feet began to move as he swayed you around the room. His lingering hands made you feel sick to your stomach. You needed to stay focused. Complete the mission and get home. He danced you around for a bit asking questions and “getting to know you better”. Your plan was to lay on the charm and seduce him into bed, however that plan was about to be ruined as your first dance partner returned with the drinks unaware you had abandoned him for another man.

    As soon as his eyes clocked you, and with Forceman’s hands sitting low on your back he began to boil with rage. No way was he letting some creep steal away his girl. He’d been with you first. As Forceman danced you around your eyes connected with his scalding ones burning holes into the back of your head. As soon as both your eyes met it seemed to be the last straw for the guy as you seen him abandon the drinks and storm his way over to you. There was no way you were going to let this little puke compromise your mission so as he got closer you feigned damsel in distress and hid behind Forceman. Forceman clocked this and puffed up in front of you.

“That’s my date you’re dancing with” the man scolded. Forceman scoffed at the guy as he took in his appearance. Nothing but a drunk business man trying to get laid. He wasn’t important.

“Do you know who I am” he spat stepping closer to Forceman “That’s my girl” he growled as he grabbed your wrist tightly pulling you back into his arms. All Forceman did was laugh, this guy clearly had no idea who he was, because if he did he certainly wouldn’t be squaring up to him like that.

You could see the anger boil in the man’s face the moment the laugh escaped Forceman’ throat. Shit You thought as you saw the man raise his hand and clock Forceman square in the jaw. Gasps erupted around the room as people witnessed what had happened. This little fucker had made a scene and now you’d never get a chance to complete your mission. However Forceman didn’t seem fazed as he wiped the slither of blood oozing from his lip. He took a deep breath and grabbed the guy by the collar  pulling him in closer. This action caused the guy to let go of you and you quickly retreated back behind Forceman, your hand wrapping around his free arm. Forcemans bodyguards seemed to gather around him holding their position in wait of instructions from their boss. Forceman bent closer to the man and started to whisper in his ear. The steadiness in his voice had the man trembling. His head nodding in fear as Forceman spoke. You didn’t hear the conversation but the guy looked terrified. You still clung to Forceman’ arm as he pushed the man back into the arms of his bodyguards.

“kill him” he grumbled to his security as he directed you towards a back corridor. You followed directly behind him not a care in your mind for the man you had just sacrificed to complete your mission. As you reached his room you watched him slip his key card through the slot standing with door open gesturing for you to enter first. You showed a small smile as you nodded to him, walking silently into his room. Once you were both inside he moved towards you taking your hand in his very carefully.

“Did he hurt You??” he asked as he examined the red marks forming around your wrist from the vice like grip the man had on you.

“N-no, he just scared me.” You stuttered fake tears forming in your eyes.

“Oh god look at your lip. It’s covered in blood” you gasped. Rushing to the bathroom to wet a paper towel to tend to his injuries. You gently placed it to his lip allowing his hands to rest low on your waist as you tended to him. He glanced up at you every few minutes licking his lips every time he stared at yours. You knew his next move, and that was all you needed to finish this task. He leaned up and captured your lips with his slowly licking along your bottom lip begging for entrance. You allowed it as your hand slipped under the slit in your dress to retrieve your 9mm that was hiding there. You brought it up slowly positioning it directly at his temple, finger ready on the trigger. No emotion or doubt flickered through your mind as you squeezed the trigger ending the life in front of you. Blood splattered across your face and down your arm. The shot muffled by the silencer on the front. Your arm dropped down to your side as you repositioned the gun back under your dress. You quickly washed your face and arm in the bathroom sink before retreating back into the room searching in every drawer and cupboard to find his laptop. As soon as your hand smoothed over the laptop lid you ripped out the hard drive and reached for your gun once more putting a bullet in the screen to stop anyone else from obtaining the information. With the gun placed back against your thigh and the hard drive secure under your dress you made you way back down the stairs into the banquet. You heels echoing on the marble floor as you walked straight out the front door into the bustling streets of New York City.

You reached the hotel around midnight. You slipped of your shoes as soon as you got in, opting to go for a shower then straight to bed. You made your way up the stairs throwing everything onto your bed before grabbing the hard drive and taking it into the bathroom with you. As the warm water cascaded down your back you breathed out a sigh of relief that your mission had gone smoothly. You felt the dirt and the spots of blood drain off of you as you started moisturizing your rhubarb body wash all down your body. Once you felt clean and refreshed you stepped out of the shower drying yourself off and wrapping the towel around your hair. You slipped on your dressing gown, grabbed the hard drive and head towards Ennis’ study. The light from the room seeping under the door frame notified  you that Ennis was still awake. You rapped at the door softly, entering when one of Ennis’ men opened the door for you. You sat in the seat opposite Ennis’ desk placing the hard drive down in front of him.

“Thank you for doing this (Y/N) I knew it would be a hard task but you did it with ease.” He praised you as he put the hard drive into his own computer loading up the files he desired.

“Just doing my job, Sir.” You replied as you made to leave. However as soon as you did one of Ennis’ men blocked the door stopping you from leaving. You quickly turned back to face Ennis a questioning look on your face.

“Ennis what’s going on”

He sighed as he got up from his desk moving round to sit in front of you.

“There’s someone after you. You’ve been killing his targets so now the targets on your head.”

“Surely if I’m killing his targets then his job is being made easier with one less to kill.” You defended.

Again another sigh left Ennis’ lips.

“He’s an assassin (Y/N) he doesn’t care. You’re taking away his work. He wants you dead.”

“I’ve dealt with men like him before. What’s different this time.”

“He’s a goddamn assassin (Y/N). He’s trained, he’s skilled. Every other target you’ve had they’ve been lowlife businessmen. He knows what he’s doing and if he wants you dead. You’re dead.”

“So what are you saying Ennis? You’re just giving me the heads up that I’m gonna die. You’re not going to fight for me you’re just going to let him kill me.” you shouted tears starting to well in your eyes from the betrayal of your mentor.

“Of course not (Y/N). I’m warning you so you can kill him first. He fucked me over when I was younger he’s certainly not going to take you away from me now.”

“You need to be careful though. He’s smart and he won’t hesitate to pull the trigger. You need to be smarter. You need to get to him first.” He continued handing you the small file from the pile on his desk.

You looked over the file glancing at the picture of the man that was now after you.

He looked an older man that had certainly seen a lot of years pass by. He looked hardened and bitter with the cards he’d been dealt in life which only made you more determined to get this guy first.

As you lay in bed that night thinking of strategies on how to complete the task you couldn’t help but let his name run through your mind. You had to get to him first. It was your duty, it was the objective you were given. You had to eliminate the target. The target that was coming after you. The one that wouldn’t let you get away. The one that wouldn’t be seduced by your charm.

Stan Hurley.

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