Rose

ROSE I was dressed and ready, black leather boots, black pants and black vest. This is my last mission. Four million dollars multiplied by three for the heads of three drug lawds that killed my boss's sister. Kelly! So full of life, if only she wasn’t born into a family that killed for a living, she'd still be alive today. I opened the door to see Luke, Marcel and Harmon sitting with cigars in their mouth; they smiled when they saw me come in. After all, I'm their most treasured possession.

“Rose.” They dropped the bag filled with cash in front of me, I’m Daniel knight, but in the underworld where names don’t matter but handles do I’m known as ‘ROSE’ why? Because of my tattoos, I have roses and thorns running down both sides of my neck straight to the palm of my hands. I’m tall, slim and well built for my size. I have sun kissed skin for a complexion and a pair of black eyes, my hair is long and always up in a man bun. But not for long, because as I leave this place I’ll be cutting it low. I grabbed the bag and bowed my head in respect, dropping it off in one of my safe lockers. I made my way to the multimillion dollar restaurant of John baldacchino. It's Saturday and that’s where he, Johnny Baldacchino and David Baldacchino spend most of their Saturday nights. I walk wrong back and cut the power, placing my lighter near the fire exhaustion to have the sprinklers come on. “Timon what the fuck is going on.” Johnny's voice echoed for his dead body guard, I stood behind the glass door as the moonlight hit my reflection sending it to the door in front of them, John pulled his gun from his waist and started shooting behind me, I dropped onto the floor and slid across the room with both hand guns in hand emptying rounds after rounds there way. I stood up and David charged at me throwing punches left and right, missing me with every hit. John and Johnny's footsteps echoed up the stairs to the second floor and David diverted his eyes just in time for me to kick him in the head, knocking him out. I ran upstairs behind the others filling my magazine as I went. I placed my gun first then looked around the corner and continued as the coast was clear, “Come out boys, I have a flight to catch.” “How much are they paying you, we’d double it.” Johnny shouted. “Forty million each, can you double that?” I watched as they slowly walked towards the exit, their shadows reflecting off the refrigerator, as the door swans open I opened fire biting them both. John got hit in the head and Johnny in the chest, he crawled away on his hands and knees as the blood from his chest dirtied the clean white porcelain tiles of the upstairs roof. I turned him over and *bang* his bullet entering my arm, sending me to the floor. He stood up and walked towards me, swaying everytime his feet hit the floor. “The infamous Rose, your time has ..” *thud* The impact from my blade hitting his heart sends him to his knees, he’s looking at the floor gasping for breath as fear lingers in his eyes. He grabs my hand as I push the blade further into his heart, his eyes rolled back into his head and his breathing stopped. I dragged them both downstairs and entered the kitchen looking for a knife and alcohol along with something to bandage my wound. I shot the bottle of Redbreast whiskey, taking in a mouth full and placed my fingers inside the hole in my right arm pulling the bullet out, I threw some whiskey on it and placed the tip of the knife over it before bandaging it. I grab a chopper and sharpen it against the whetstone that was once hanging in the kitchen wall and slowly took their heads off there bodily one by one, placing it into a dirty gym bag. I turned on every burner in the kitchen and carried the bag over my shoulder, “Rose.” He came running not waiting for me to turn around, I turned just in time to dodge his first blow but his second landed on my stomach. I threw punches and dodged punches all at once, he fought dirty and seeing his bosses head roll out the bag only ignited the flame inside of him, he kicked me in the knee making me fall to the floor, I received blow after blow to the face and I could smell the fresh of the blood running down my nose. I blocked his punches and knocked him in the head, sending him stumbling back. I didn’t wait for him to get balance. I ran, jumped and kicked him to the side of his head, punching at his face as he hit the floor over and over till I heard his nose bridge pop. I stood up grabbed my bag and Johnny's head and limped towards my car. I pressed the buzzer and Marco let me in, the blood dripping from the bag leaving a trail in their living room as the screams from whores sucking on each other’s cunt filled the room. Harmon's eyes widened as he looked over the women seeing my battered and bruised body. He smiled. Luke and Marcel ran out pulling their pants to their waist,I threw the bag and their heads rolled out in front of them leaving them speechless. They took turns kicking at their heads like it’s a football and my eyes land on the girls who were still sucking on eachothers filthy pussy I walked over to her and grabbed her by the hair unzipping my zipper and I stuck my dick in her mouth, I listened as she choked, gagged and almost vomit against my dick but I don’t stop I kept ramming it down her throat until I released in side her mouth. “Swallow.” She swallowed, i pointed to the chair for her to sit and took hold of her other friend placing her head between her legs. “Lick and put your ass up.” She did as she was told, I dropped to my knees and entered her without warning she cried out but I didn’t stop, her tongue licking at her friend's cunt as I listened to her moan in between licks got me to where I wanted to be.I slammed and slammed my dick into her anus and then emptied myself all over her ass. Marcel, Harom and Luke stood there looking at me in disbelief, I grabbed a bottle of champagne and headed for the door. “Wait, good luck rose.” Marcel the man who I called father shouted. I turned and gave him one last bow in respect, leaving as the door slammed shot behind me.The drops from the rain fell on my battered body and I smiled when I heard the loud explosion coming from the Baldacchino resturant. I grabbed my bag from the locker and got myself a hotel room, shaving my hair and washing all traces of what I did this summer in Italy off my body and hurried to catch my flight back to the u.s.a.I smiled as the plane left the airport and the clouds floated around the window