Fall in love with the Assassin

How to find an eternal love?

Ask the whole world, who is the true lover?

Why did you leave me when I was most desperate?

Does that make you happier?

One year is probably not long enough for us to keep memories together, right?

Even though I know that I love you so much, why are you so cold to me?

Persistent thoughts were occupying Diana Alissa's mind.

She was really too vague about where her blind love with Anthony Louis was going. Alissa dreamily remembers the happy days with Anthony Louis. right now she really missed him, a man who hurt her so much.

Out of nowhere, a cold wind blew past, gently shaking her silvery silver hair. the cold pierced Diana Alissa's skin, but perhaps not as cold as her frozen heart because of loneliness.

Diana Alissa is a strong and personable girl. I don't know how many times she has faced difficulties and obstacles in life.

It is often said that beauties often suffer a lot, Alissa is no exception. However, even if life crushed a fragile flower like Alissa more, it could not make her fall. However, today she is soft-hearted and submits to love.

a love that is tormenting Diana Alissa's little heart.

"Diana Alissa... Diana Alissa... Where are you?" A man's voice resounded. The sound came from inside the empty room.

"Outside the balcony!" Diana Alissa replied nonchalantly but firmly.

"Why are you leaving here, do you know he's angry?" The young man quickly opened the door leading to the balcony. Looking at that attitude, he seemed to be in a hurry. As soon as he saw the girl, he immediately rebuked Alissa.

"So what?" Diana Alissa asked back, her tone challenging.

"Drop that attitude Alissa!"

"Did you know that guest was a financier?"

"He has both money and fame in the social world. If you do that, it will make him unhappy and obviously affect the business of Flower Floor!" The young man explained loudly.

"I'm tired..." Diana Alissa replied curtly, which infuriated Anthony Louis even more.

"Come to the dance floor with me now, don't be stubborn!"

"The honorable guests are eagerly waiting to see you!" As soon as he finished speaking, the young man immediately grabbed Diana Alissa's hand and rudely dragged her away, not caring about her feelings and health status at the moment.

"Let go of my hand, don't touch me." Diana Alissa tried her best to knock off the man's strong arm. By the way, she didn't hesitate to directly slap a strong slap on Anthony Louis's misty face.

"Anthony Louis, you're an asshole!"

"No!"

"An even better bastard than you!" Diana Alissa looked straight into Louis's face and shouted, her eyes had begun to turn red, her eyes were full of tears.

"Crying again, does crying make money?"

"What's the big deal?" Anthony Louis told Alissa.

"Money... Money... Money..."

"Do you love money more than me?"

Because of money, you put me in the arms of that tycoon?

"You really are a jerk!" Diana Alissa screamed, she approached Louis and repeatedly punched him in the chest. but with the strength of a girl, it is nothing compared to a strong and muscular body like Anthony Louis. He grabbed Alissa's soft white hands, then hugged her tightly.

Her body seemed to soften weakly in front of Anthony Louis. Her tears kept rolling down her cheeks. She couldn't hold back her emotions right now.

"I'm begging you, Alissa!"

"Please help me one more time..."

"Stop crying, come with me!" Anthony Louis began to lower his voice and spoke softly to Alissa.

"Just this time?"

"I can't remember how many times I've heard that saying..."

Diana Alissa is really disappointed in Anthony Louis. There were no words to describe Alissa's feelings at this moment. She could only smile a cold smile, a boredom to the extreme. alissa hurriedly pushed Louis away to get out of the arms that were hugging her body. It was the same hands of Louis that pushed Alissa deeper and deeper into sin.

Alissa really didn't feel any warmth from Louis. Louis's deceitful attention to her, perhaps only for his own purposes.

Diana turned away and never looked at Louis again. She raised her hand to wipe the two lines of tears that had faded the color of her mascara. Looking deeply into those big round but cold, soulless eyes, perhaps the previous moments of weakness have flown away with the tears.

Diana Alissa repainted her lipstick, reached out and took out a cigarette from her book bag and lit it. White smoke drifted out from Alissa's seductive lips. She turned her head slightly to look at Louis standing behind, she gave a smirk and said: "Bastard!"

Anthony Louis still stood there and did not say a word, he just followed the figure of the girl who was leaving. Louis' eyes suddenly flickered with a secret melancholy, lips moved slightly without words.

"I'm sorry, Alissa!"

Anthony Louis walked quietly, the door of the empty room also gradually closed. Outside is the loud music coming, the colored lights flashing with each jubilant music of the nightclub.

The dance floor is located in the center of the Flower Floor nightclub, which can be said to be the most popular hangout of the elite.

Anthony Louis was walking down a winding corridor with many turns. If someone is not Louis, someone who is so used to walking around here. perhaps that person will get lost in this maze-like passage.

Such a large space, but only a few dim lights lit around the corridor area. Around the two sides of the aisle are countless identical small rooms, which are the living places of the beauties after a shift.

beautiful girls, if they are lucky enough to catch the eyes of the giants, will be favored. The boss will meet all their material needs. In return, she has to do everything to please the tycoons and the leaders of the social world. The most typical is the dance floor beauty Diana Alissa.

At this nightclub that never sleeps, people's value is measured in money. To have a fun night with the beauties, the elite pay the Flower Floor management from a few thousand dollars and much more. What the giants need is joy and satisfaction both mentally and physically. In their eyes money is just like paper with denominations printed on it. And for some people, money is the reason of their life, Anthony Louis is that kind of person.

From a distance at a relatively wide floor, the dim light could not reach this place. In the cold darkness, a bright light flared from the lighter. The silhouette of a young man could be seen puffing a cigarette from his lips.

He stood there all alone, his tall figure blurred in the white smoke.

Is his steady breath sipping a stale cigarette, or is he tasting life?