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Elena Russo ~ Elena is the most famous and popular assassin. Although people don't know it's Elena because she's disguised by going by the name of 'Angel of death'
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<MILAN, ITALY> Thursday, July 23 2:00am
I'm as hard as a rock right now I've never been this hard before usually when I'm hard I get lap dances from the prositutes I call and they get me a little hard before I fuck them.
All because of her.
How did seeing her half naked make me this hard? I've seen plenty of naked women and they've never made me hard, usually they have to give me a lap dance for fifteen minutes before I get the littlest hard.
I stroked my cock a few times before I began picking up the speed, stroking myself fast to get me closer to my climax.
Fuck the set she was wearing and her covered in blood made her so fucking hot.
But she's my enemy.
We're enemies always will be.
I can't be thinking of her like this.
The moment I was released, I grabbed a couple of wipes from the side table and started cleaning up the 'mess' I had created. As soon as I was done cleaning it up, I pulled up my boxers and walked into the bathroom and started the shower. There is no way I am going to sleep with sticky cum on my skin.
I made sure the water was cold enough to get rid of my stiff cock. After testing the water feeling that it's colder than ice, I took off my boxers and stepped into the shower. I rinsed off the cum before washing my body and hair.
As soon as I finished taking a shower, I wrapped the white towel around my waist and left the room, grabbing a pair of sweatpants and boxers from the closet. I plugged in my phone once I got dressed to see that it was 3:35 in the morning. Before going to sleep, I brushed my teeth and hair in the bathroom.
When I woke up the next morning it was almost nine o'clock. I could hear Elia and my mom chattering in the kitchen while they cooked. Adriano and my father complained about how long it's taking.
I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling. My thoughts are a jumbled mess of last night's events. I still can't get the image of her out of my mind. Before getting up, I lay in bed for a few minutes more.
I took a shower and did my morning routine before getting dressed in black dress pants and a white dress shirt and walking downstairs. As soon as I walked into the kitchen, I saw Elia preparing bacon and my mom making homemade orange juice. While watching their girls prepare breakfast, my dad and Adriano talked at the table.
"Alek" My mom says walking towards me and brings me in for a hug.
