The Valentine's Assassin 2
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Here we are again on Valentine's Day. Where everyone around me is in love and happy. I’m sitting in a booth waiting for my target. A waitress pours me coffee, as I hear the door open. I looked over and there ‘he’ was…
An attractive man in his early forties, with hazel brown eyes, light brown skin and a facial goatee. He was wearing everything black with a white sox cap. Today’s target was DeAndre Louis, a Chicagoan who was supposed to be on a business trip today but was still in the city meeting another woman. Which is why I am here.
Two days ago, his current wife was worried he was working too hard as an insurance agent and went to go check on him at work one day. When she arrived at his office, she saw him pushing his dick into another woman's pussy. She is able to see the woman clearly and saw it was her best friend.
“You had no idea your best friend was dating your husband?” I asked. She shakes her head and looks at me with honest eyes.
“No. We would often talk about her ‘new man’ but I never asked for pictures…but this does explain why she would often avoid me when I wanted to hang out.” she explained.
“I see…and before you sign this contract, are you sure you want to ‘take care’ of him and her? I have worked with many clients and some do have conflicted thoughts. Plus, you do have a child.” I added. I watched her drop her head and I was about to put the contract back but she stopped me. She pulls the paper to her and signs it. I see the look of rage in her eyes.
“I appreciate your concern but me and my child will be fine. They both betrayed me and instead of coming clean they chose to have their secret affair which has been going on for too long. Show him and her what it means to mess with the queen.” she said. I nod and tell her my plan.
Present day
I watch him sit in a booth and then best friend Kenisha walks into the restaurant. They feel all over each other and I couldn’t help but grin. They were both in for a wild night. I remove micro needles from my coat. I wait for my waitress to come back with my food and when she arrives I spill my coffee and quickly stand up. The waitress and I both grab some towels and when our hands touch, I poke her with the needles. When the mess was cleaned up we both went to the bathroom to clean our clothes off. How unfortunate that the staff have to use the same bathroom as the customers. We stand across from one another drying our clothes. I see the waitress lose her footing and I catch her. She passes out and I drag her to a stall. I take her clothes and leave the bathroom.
I had exactly thirty minutes to execute my plan and return this woman's clothes before she woke up. I walk over to the water station and slip a dissolving tablet into the pitcher. I walk over to their table and pour them water. They ‘thank me’ and I couldn’t help but smirk. Now all I had to do was wait. I wait out in my car for about an hour and they finally walk out of the restaurant. They were holding hands when they got inside his car. It did not pull off right away. I checked my watch and got out of the car. I casually walk over his car and look inside. They were both asleep.
I open the door and get in like it was my own car. Luckily his vehicle had tinted windows so no one could see me push his body to the back seat. I lock my own car and pull out of the parking lot. I saw some papers in his car while driving and saw an email confirmation for a hotel downtown. I was going to go to an abandoned warehouse, but this works too. We arrive at a Hilton hotel and I dig through his pocket for the room key. He seems like the kind of man that would inspect his room before bringing a woman there. I find it and walk into the hotel with a face mask. I casually find his room door on the third floor and walk past while beginning to brainstorm. I return to the car and once again change into my back up nurse uniform in my bag. I talk to the staff and show them my nurse badge. They give me a wheel chair and I put DeAndre in the chair and wheel him to his room. I decided to let Kenisha sleep in the car for now. I wasn't worried about her waking up because the only way to wake them up was with carbonated acid.
I find my hand cuffs and cuff him to the bed. I place on my gloves and head towards the mini fridge. I grab a sprite soda and pour it into his mouth. I look in my bag as he stirs awake. I take out a clean sock.
“What the hell?!” he expressed while struggling against his cuffs. He looks at me and before he could say another word, I stuff the sock in his mouth. I wave his phone in his face and show him a picture of Kenisha. His eyes go wider when I pull up his wife's number. I sent the picture to her while texting.
“I can no longer keep our love a secret. I have been with your husband for a while and tonight he has told me, he will not leave you for me. So, I want you to know that if I can not have him… Then neither can you!” I texted. I snapped a picture of him and sent it to his wife. This was our secret code alert to call the police in an hour. I turn back to him and he looks at me with rage. I walk over to my bag and pull out my favorite bat. Then his rage turns to worry. I use the bat to tilt his head up.
“Men like you disgust me. You have a beautiful wife and a child and you still decide to live like you are a twenty year old. Instead of being honest with your wife that you want a divorce. You decide to become a player and have two pussies whenever you want. And what your wife doesn’t know is her best friend wasn’t your first cheat….” His eyes went so big, I thought they would explode.
“...I see I hit some truth. Well don’t worry, I will save you from your sins of a broken vow.” I hit him in the leg and a tear of pain went down his face. I slam the bat into his penis two times and veins appear down his neck. His penis was broken and then I touched his face. I have to admit he did have gorgeous eyes, such a shame to see them go. I reach into my bag and pull out an expensive wine bottle. I broke it on the coffee table and the floor was a mess. Why a specific wine bottle and not anything from the cooler?
Kenisha works at Binny’s so…you can piece together the reason why. I take a shard of broken glass and smile at him. As I walked closer, he peed his pants. I’m sure he would be embarrassed right now if he wasn’t scared for his life. I stab his right eye and he yells in pain. Thank God for the sock or people would come running. Blood drips down his neck and he pulls at his cuffs. I take another glass shard and stab his left arm and then his right arm. I looked at the time and saw I had time for one more attack. Do you guys remember Lorena Bobbitt?
I cut his pants open and cut off his manhood. He screams from the pain making himself suffocate on the sock. His strength was about to break the headboard, so I slit his neck. He closes his eyes and I wipe his key card clean of my fingerprints. I grab my bat and wipe it clean. I leave his room after grabbing a sprite can. I headed back to his car and Kenisha was still asleep. I grab her hand and place her prints over the bat and the key card. Then I slipped my clean nurse badge into her purse. I change my clothes and place them in my bag. I know some people would think I killed him, but seeing me walk back to the car and enter through the driver seat will make it seem like the nurse was Kenisha all along.
I take the soda and gently pour it into her mouth. I hide behind the backseat and wait for her to wake up. She stirs awake and when she looks around, she wonders where DeAndre could have gone. She sees the key card in the cup holder and gets out of the car with a lovey-dovey expression. Little did she know tonight was going to be hell. Bing! I looked at my phone and saw his wife had deposited the untraceable money into my account. Luckily she was able to withdraw the money two days prior through her husband by telling him she needed car repairs done. DeAndre was so caught up in his secret trip, he didn’t even bother to ask about the repair. I wait for my Uber to come and when it pulls up into the parking garage. I wait for the cameras to turn from my position and quickly step out of the car and into the Uber.
“You’re going to Midway Airport?” she asked.
“Yep, I got a hot fling waiting for me in Paris.” I winked.
I mean it is still valentines day and every woman has her needs. Happy Valentine's Day. Stay loyal and treat your woman right, men, or… I’ll be seeing you next year!
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