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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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D A V I N A
There have been many people in this world who have wronged me. People who thought I couldn't do anything, or people who decide to take advantage of me as if I'm clueless; I'm not.
One memory that stays vivid in my mind is the night of November 15th. I was walking home, and it was quite dark out, since it was winter.
The cold branches of the multiple trees dancing with the wind, in swift movements.
I was only 15.
Though, I might've been young, it didn't change anything. It didn't change the fact that I killed people for a living, but they didn't have to know, now did they?
As I was walking, I hear a cry for help, which I immediately rush towards. I run towards a dark, shallow alley in between two large buildings. There sat a girl, not facing me.
She was sitting on her bottom, her face tucked into her knees, her arms wrapping around her knees as a comfort.I didn't think anything of it, all I knew was that if I was in her position, I would want someone to protect me as well.
I walk towards her, silently. The sounds around us being the cars and the wind.
"Hey." I whisper, loud enough for her to hear.
Silence.
"What's wrong? Are you hurt?" I place my hand on her shoulder, shaking her a bit.
Silence.
"I'm here to help." I try to get her to face me, only for her to shrug off my hand.
"Yes." Only now, she didn't sound like a little girl, more like a grown woman.
I stumble a few steps back, only to crash into a hardened chest. I turn around, and gasp when I see 2 men standing behind me, black ski masks covering each of their faces.
Before they could grab me, I snatch a gun from my belt and shoot one of them in the face.
The other man tries to run towards me, but I simply just move out of the way, causing him to stumble on his own feet, falling flat on his face.
I shoot him in the head, and turn to face the girl.
She was much taller than my 15-year-old self.
I was around 5'5 at the time, while she stood around 5'10.
I couldn't help but let me eyes wander along her body. Bruises and cuts scattered across her body, including her face. There wasn't much hair on her head, only a few loose strands barely holding on.
She didn't have pale skin, but a light brown.
She was beautiful.
She wore a long white shirt, which had tips and blood splattered on it.
"Th-Thank you." She chokes her, obviously cold from the winter breeze. I hand her my coat, trying to keep her warm.
"Who are you?" I ask, giving her one of my jackets.
She takes a second before mumbling "Rose."
"What are you doing?" I question, curious as to why a girl like her is with men like those.
"They took me away, force me to kidnap other women for their business."
Sex trafficking.
"I'll take you somewhere safe, stay here while I make a call."
That was how we met Rose, one of our best hackers. She adapted quite quickly to the sudden changes we had made in her new life. Though she had to do, otherwise we would've killed her.
"Hi Ro." I smile once I reach her room.
"Dav." She exclaims, pulling me into a tight hug.
She married one of our other hackers, Killian.
They're now both 29, and expecting a child. I'm not excited for the screaming and the crying, but that's their problem now.
"Any baby names?" I ask, rubbing her swollen belly.
"Well, since we know it's a girl, we're dead set on the name Laura, after my Mother." She smiles down at her big belly, a motherly look planted on her face.
After she signed under our oath, we helped her find her family again. They visit quite often, and even more now that Rose's pregnant.
They do plan on moving out, and buying their own house near our property.
"That's beautiful." I grin, and let out a breath of content.
"Now, what's been going on between you and that Rossi boy?" She asks, continuing to fold some of the clothes on the bed.
"Nothing." I shrug.
And I'm not wrong, I'm just repeating what he said to be the other night.
He doesn't get to call the shots around here. Once you're in our territory, you listen to our rules, it's not the other way around.
It's either he wants me or he doesn't, not both. It doesn't work like that. It's wrong to play with someone's feelings, and then expect them to fall to your feet at the snap of your finger. I'm not a snake, nobody can make me dance to the sound of their own tune.
"He just came over a few weeks ago complaining about how I wasn't giving in to him, and that I wasn't worth it." I shrug, helping her with the clothes. She halts her movements, and looks at me with her mouth wide open.
"You're kidding."
"Nope." I shrug, folding the last pair of clothing.
"Now, I'm not on his side, but maybe he said it all for a reason? It's obvious that when I see him look at you, he looks at you the way Killian looks at me." She shrugs, trying to explain to me that maybe he had a reason, "I know that you never give anyone second chances, but maybe reason with him, he seems like a good one."
"I don't know." I sigh, putting the folded clothes into the dressers.
"Just try it, you won't know until you try. And, the Russians aren't in the way." She shrugs.
Hm.
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