Love me to DEATH: A toxic affair

"Ahhh...yes baby...put it in." A girl moaned as the middle aged man on top her gently caressed her breast, big spooning it and putting it into his mouth.

"Mmmm..." The girl moaned louder, digging her fingers into his back.

His hands trailed from her breasts down to her pussy that was dripping wet, his fingers spread her pink slit open then began drawing circles around her inner lips. "Hehe, my dear Remi, your already this wet before I even enter. You horny bitch."

"Oh Victor...yes I'm your horny bitch, daddy's horny bitch. Put your fingers deep inside me. Slap my cheeks and tickle my clit. Spread my pussy and plug it with your thick cock," she couldn't help getting even hornier from her own words.

Victor grinned, and got on his knees, he then pressed the head of his cock into her pussy.

"Mmmmm" she moaned loudly but quickly held her mouth.

"Be quiet. Slowly, move slowly" she whispered in between moans.

Though he said as she did and started moving slowly, she quickly picked up the pace on her own, moving her hips in a circular motion as he thrusted her slowly, she almost forgot why she wanted to be silent in the first place.

"Mmmmm. You drive me so crazy."

"Yes Daddy. Fuck me like you hate me."

He gripped her tits tighter.

"Mmmm...right there. Your so deep inside me."

"Your so tight. Your gonna make me cum."

" Yes cum, cum inside me. Ahhh..."

"Oh gawd!!!"

"Yah Remi!!"

"'Well, well, well...What a performance,"

The couple's eyes widened in shock as they quickly turned to face the new intruder.

Out of the shadows, a girl emerged, dressed in a tight-fitting red dress that barely reached her thighs, her curves could be seen in full display, exuding an air of deadly charm. A gun holster was strapped around her thighs, and her long blonde hair was tied into a ponytail with a bandana wrapped around her head. Her emerald green eyes seemed especially haunting in the darkness, sparkling with a playful mischief. She twirled a small dagger around her hand, her crooked smirk growing wider. "I really commend you, truly an outstanding performance... Sadly, it's with your own daughter.'" Her voice grew colder at the end, staring daggers at the man.

"W-Who are you?" Victor stuttered, silently reaching for the button near his bed to alert his guards.

Bang!!!

He couldn't tell when the dagger in the girl's hands flew out and embedded itself into his hand.

"Aaargh...ugh!!" he groaned in pain.

"SHUT UP!!!"

Victor quickly shut his mouth, stifling his cries.

"You know what's worst than a a dog. A noisy one, so you better keep your mouth shut, if not the next one won't be just your hand but your brains." She threatened, her voice icy. "Who I am isn't important, you should be more worried about what I'll do next." She grinned, slowly walking to the bed where they both still laid, connected with their lower bodies.

"Miss, please save me. My dad, he...he was forcing himself on me." Remi immediately pleaded, tears already streaming down her face. She could tell straightaway from this lady's face that she didn't have any good intentions.

Victor's eyes widened in shock as he turned to his daughter, he almost couldn't believe she was the one shouting for him to fuck her harder a minute ago.

"Forcing?" Tiffany burst into laughter.

"Girl, your just as much of a bitch as your father is. I mean I could hear your moans from miles away. Which makes me wonder, how the hell does your mother not know what's happening here? or maybe she's just intentionally playing dumb. What a bitchy family! A bunch of assholes?" She hissed, rolling her eyes as she gently sat on the bed.

She retrieved her dagger from the wall, then stretched her other hand and grabbed Victor's dick out of Remi's pussy. "Wow! what a big fellow you've got here,"

"D... Do you...Do you perhaps want to try?" He shuttered, cold sweat dripping down his back.

Tiffany chuckled, "I'd love to," her fingers trailed down his shaft to his balls.

"But unfortunately, your too contaminated. How about I help you get rid of this fellow." She then twisted his dick in her hands.

"AAAAARGH!!!" Victor groaned loudly, he tried to push her off his body, but his strength seemed futile against this mysterious girl.

"I said SHUT UP!!!"

"Hmph...h-hmph..." He quickly tried stifling his cries again, tears and mucus streaming down his face, by now Remi had long since fainted, she couldn't stand withnessing such brutal scene.

"I wonder what your wife would have thought if she withnessed this scene." Her dagger trailed from his face down his neck. "Sadly, none of you was there to withness the other's dirty side." she then swiftly lunged the dagger into his neck.

Victor's eyes widened in disbelief, he never would have thought that she actually dared kill him, he held his neck in shock and slowly collapsed onto the bed.

"Much better," Tiffany stared at the dead body, with his broken little brother as if staring at a work of art.

Grinning widely, she brought out a handkerchief and carefully wiped her hands, after which she disdainfully discarded it.

Well, you might be wondering what she was doing here, so let's cut to the chase.

She's Tiffany stones.Three years ago, she had built a crime organization, well, it's more like a community where they get paid to kill other people.

So basically they were assasins, hold on, let's not put it in such a cruel manner.

How about they were the 'good guys' who ended the 'bad guys'.

Fuck! who was she kidding?...she's a goddamn assassin and her sole purpose is to kill, be it man, woman or child, she didn't give a damn hence she was paid and got her money.

Well, don't be like that, it's not like she's bad or anything. She still had her dignity and only accepted missions that were really expensive, the rest...Well, they could be taken care of by her subordinates.

She stood up from the bed and headed out the window.

Grabbing the rails, she swiftly jumped out the window, with a backflip midair, she skillfully landed on floor. Good thing the room was on the first floor, though the window was a bit high but it made her job a lot easier.

She kicked away a corpse from her feet, in fact the whole villa was littered with corpses. It was surreal to think that all this was done by one person. But it was true, that's how she was able to maintain her spot at the top of the world's assassins ranking list. She even had a bounty of over twenty billion dollars on her head, though she wasn't entirely sure who put it since she'd killed so many people.

She shifted her gaze to an empty space in the courtyard and started shooting at it.

After minutes of shooting, she finally stopped and put her gun back in her holster, then ran out of the courtyard.

When she was a safe distance away, she removed the planted mole next to her lips, and her green contact lens revealing her sky blue ones. She then took off her wig which was connected with her bandana, revealing her short black hair and leaving them to fall, making her look entirely different.

"Now to watch the show," she grinned, took out a cigarette, lit it and exhaled a puff of smoke, then she pressed a small remote on her hand.

BOOM!! BOOM!! BOOM!!

Bombs went off from inside the villa and the house erupted into flames, sending smokes flying into the sky as it came crashing down.

"Mission complete." She spoke into the secret earpiece she was wearing. It was so small and dark that it was almost impossible to notice in the night.

"Great job," A male voice replied through the comms. "But did you really have to kill them yourself? The bomb would have been enough."

"Well I just wanted to be sure and it was quite enjoyable." She grinned exhaling a puff of smoke.

"Really?" He asked his voice now excited."What did you do? poison? Shoot them? Or did you torture them?"

"The fuck! I'm not that cruel. I just...played with them a little."

"Yeah yeah, our Tiffany is the kindest person in the world, some might even think she's an angel." Came his sarcastic reply.

More like devil.

"Whatever sky! Cut the crap!..."

She was about continuing when sirens suddenly came from afar.

"My guests finally arrived, gotta go."

"Copy that, I'll send you your balance and inform you when there's a new mission."

"Got it." she frowned as she threw her half burnt cigarette away. "What a way to ruin a good smoke."

She walked towards a black motorbike on the sidewalk, swung her legs over the Ducati.

She put her helmet over her head and kicked the stand back to it's place.

The Ducati roared to life.

Her lips curled to a sly grin. "See ya."

........

By the time the police finally arrived, she was already long gone.

A lady slowly stepped out of the police vehicle, dressed in a tight fitting police uniform that brought out her curves. Her dark brown hair was tied into a tight bun and her hazel coloured eyes locked on the burning mansion with a strange gaze.

She wasn't shocked by the burning building, in fact, she had half-expected it. She was more surprised by the fact that she had actually dared to underestimate this people. She had received a phonecall from someone in the afternoon telling her he was wanted to bomb a building.

At first she was quite skeptical, I mean who reports to the police before committing a crime, not to talk of how the criminal even got her personal number but she still took it serious and decided to report to her superiors.

After a long discussion, they were finally given permission to check it out but guess they arrived too late.

"Captain, from the look of things, we've figured that bombs where fused around the house long ago and the residents seemed to have been killed even before the bomb blew off." A young policeman reported.

The lady went into contemplation, before finally turning back to the man. "Who do you think could be behind this?"

"I-I don't know but look what we found, captain." Another policeman stepped forward, holding a wig along with contact lens in his hand. "And..."

"And what?"

"Look down, captain,"

Her brows knitted in confusion, but she looked down nonetheless. Her eyes couldn't help widening in disbelief at what she saw.

On the ground written boldly with bullet holes, one name which could strike fear into any soul who knew her could be seen.

"LILITH"