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Davina Romano is quite an exquisite woman. Being one of the most famous assassins in the underworld, she made her name by being absolutely ruthless in any way possible. She's been taught to be absolutely closed off, and to show little emotio...
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I start to stir in my sleep, until I open my eyes in an instant. I look around, realizing that I had actually slept.
I then remember what happened last night.
Davina Romano was in my bed.
I throw the sheets off my body, and rush into the washroom. I take a quick shower, brush my teeth, style my hair, and shave the stubble that had started to grow on my chin.
I walk into my closet, grabbing another pair of grey sweatpants and a tight fit black shirt. I grab a pair of black socks, and throw on some worn out sneakers.
I run towards the infirmary, and burst through the door.
I see my Mother laying there, lifeless. But, a small figure laid beside her: Davina laid there uncomfortably, with her head on the hospital bed.
Realizing that Papa wasn't in the room, I walk towards the master bedroom.
I see him sleeping, a wave of calmness rushing through my body.
I walk into the gym, taking out all my anger.
Anger.
I was angry at myself for letting Davina sleep next to me. I was angry at myself for letting an intruder snatch Mama out of my hands. I was angry at the world for giving me so many problems, to the point of where I don't even properly take care of myself.
I hated being angry. But, ever since that little vixen came into our lives, I wasn't as angry. I was a little more forgiving, and I wasn't a piece of shit.
Which is why she needs to leave.
Having a weakness in a world like this is one of the stupidest things you could ever do. I didn't deserve someone special like her, I would just tear her apart.
I find myself walking to the infirmary, looking down at Davina's sleeping figure.
I kick her leg, and she wakes up in a jolt.
"You can fucking leave now." I say, coldly.
"Fix that fucking attitude before you speak to me." She grunts, getting up and letting out a big stretch.
"I don't want to deal with your fucking bull shit right now, Mrs. Romano." I state, crossing my arms.
"We're back to formalities, now are we?" She smirks.
