A Murder, Inc.: Volume 2

by Stella Purple

  a murder,inc.

  Volume 2

  by Stella Purple

  warning!

  The following content you are about to read is extremely graphic and violent, involving a lot of murder, death, torture, and basically any disturbing activities involving the world of hitman can cover. Readers under the age of 18 (eighteen) are advised to not read the content of this book. the author is not responsible for any neglectance of this message.

  You have been warned….

  Contents

  Enemy Land, II

  Injuries

  Enemy Land, III

  Curiosity

  Centipede

  Seduction

  Assembly

  Salvage

  Massacre

  Goodbye

  Passage

  Necrophilia

  Character Bible

  Coming Soon

  Enemy Land, II

  01:43 pm

  St. Magoc, Seattle

  The door to the principal’s office is suddenly open, revealing Vira with gun silencers in each hand. Ileong follows close behind with a rifle, immediately backing her up. Both aim their weapons at Xenos, ready to fire.

  “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” The man can barely contain his anger when they bust in. This is outrageous. No one has ever openly attempt to attack him ever since he bought the school. How dare they trespass and barge in here.

  “I don’t like playing cat and mouse, so let’s just jump right in, shall we? We’re Aramis?”

  “Who’s Aramis?” he asks, confused.

  “My cousin. Where is he?” she presses.

  “How should I know where your cousin is? Now get out before I—”

  Before Xenos can finish that sentence, Vira fires one of her guns. Xenos jumps off from his chair in reflex, causing the bullet to hit the bookshelf behind him instead. She fires another gun from her other hand, but this time he is ready to counter her attack. He pulls out a handgun from under his desk and fires aloud. The two bullets connect in mid air, canceling each other.

  What he does not realize, however, is that Vira fires twice the last time, instead of once. So when the third bullet comes into his line of sight, Xenos does not have enough time to dodge it.

  He falls on the ground with a heavy tug on the carpet, knocking his chair in the progress.

  Since his gun does not have a silencer, the whole school probably heard the shot. They’re sure that someone will come in to check on him soon, so they have to move fast if they want to get anything out of him.

  Vira approaches his lying figure. Xenos tries to crawl away, but she places herself on top of him before he can get away. Her pale eyes search for his bullet wound. Scanning his body, she finds blood gashing from the side of his stomach. Removing his jacket out of the way, she inserts one finger into the open wound.

  A scream erupts from his throat. That only causes her to want to draw out more from him. Knowing her sadistic instinct, Xenos bites into his lips. Only a horse muffling comes out when she presses the second time.

  “Where is Aramis, Xenor? We know that you sent out that email to me. You hate me, right? That’s why you got him. To get to me,” this time, instead of interrogating him, it sounds more like she’s accusing him.

  “I don’t know. I have no idea where he is!” he screams.

  “Liar! I hate liars. And you know what I do with’ em!” Vira aims the gun at her non-bloody hand. He prepares for the shot, but it never comes. When he opens his eyes once again, he sees the other person stopping her.

  “If you kill him, you’re never gonna get answers from him. Don’t do it, Vir,” Ileong says to her, trying to shote her anger. She grits her teeth, her silver eyes burning fiercely, but lowers her gun in the end.

  “This is stupid. Just answer the question and I won’t kill you,” she says to the man underneath her.

  Tenor stares at her, his eyes contemplating. He moves his lips to say something, but the sound of a gunfire stops him.

  Vira sees the bullet closing in on Ileong. She does not have much time to decide. She knows that he won’t be able to dodge it at this distance. So instead she pushes him down, placing her in the bullet’s shooting range instead.

  The bullet hits her, and dead weight falls on top of Xenor.

  Is she dead? That’s the first question that comes to his mind. The girl who almost killed him and has destroy St. Magoc three years ago. He has spend years of planning on how to make her suffer. He has rebuilt this school and reanimated the caste system that she hated the most during her study here, just so that he could get a rise out of him. And now, she’s dead before he can even land a wound on her.

  The bitch has died on him!

  Pushing her away, Xenor tries to move his head to see who had shot her.

  “Principal Severn, are you alright?” asks Megan, who is now standing next to the blonde’s unconscious body. Did she knock her out? There don’t seem to be any sign of blood from the other girl.

  “I’m fine,” he replies harshly to his secretary. When was she ten minutes ago? She should have stopped them from coming in.

  “What would you like me do with them?” Megan asks, tugging in her gun.

  “Bring her to the room underground,” he answers half-heartedly.

  “And the other one?”

  Instead of answer her question, Xenor presses to fingers against Vira’s neck. He senses a steady pulse. Of course, she wouldn’t be dead that easy. He brushes off the strange sense of relief that he feels when he discovers that fact. Checking for wounds, he finds some blood tickling down her forehead.

  “Call for Doctor Meth.”

  Injuries

  01:59 pm

  St. Magoc, Seattle

  “So this is the infamous Vira Cynfael. I can see why you’re so crazy about her.” Meth leans in and darts his tongue across the wound on her forehead erotically. That is all it takes for Xenos to lose it. In one swift motion, he gets up from his chair and grabs the doctor by the collar, before punching him on the face.

  “I didn’t ask for you here to harass her,” he says through gritted teeth.

  The doctor rubs on his broken nose and simply smiles. “I’m sorry, I can’t help it. She’s just so sexy and lying there, I just can’t help feeling the need to molest her.”

  “That’s enough. Stitch her wounds and tend mine, then take your leave!” Meth does as he is told. His eyes still wonder on her curves a second longer than necessary, but he does his job perfectly. Then he moves on to tend the principal’s wound.

  Once he’s all alone, Xenos walks toward Vira and examines her clothes. Her chest moves up and down, but keep getting squeezes by the dress. It must be suffocating her. With that thought, he begins unzipping her dress.

  “Oh, so that’s why,” Meth’s shrilling voice causes him to grimace. “You wanted me to not touch her because you want her for yourself. You’re greedier than I expected, Principal Xenos.”

  “That’s none of your business. And I thought I told you to leave. Leave already! Before I fire your sorry ass.” He yells angrily at his employe.

  Meth closes the door behind him, but Xenos can hear him laughing from the hallway. That meddlesome maniac!

  Touching her his ass. He’s just checking for weapons. Back in the days, he found that she could hide weapons in placing he couldn’t even consider. There is no wrong in bring too careful with the girl.

  At least, that is what he tells himself at first.

  Enemy Land, III

  01:29 am

  Dungeon

  Vira can feel hands touching. Judging from the roughness and size, it is safe to say that the pair belongs to a man’s.

  Opening her eyes, she finds h
erself being greeted by Xenos’ dark eyes. He is watching her, staring at her curiously.

  She tries to move, but finds her whole body constricted with chains. One is hanging by her wrists from above, the other on each of her legs by the walls when she tries to kick him.

  Adjusting her eyes to the dim light, Vira tries to look around. The walls are made of bricks. She cannot see any doors or windows. But judging from the coldness at her exposed back, she’s positive that there should be some outside of her seeing range.

  “Where’s my clothes?” she asks, her voice too steady and calm for someone who’s being suspended in mid air.

  “I had them removed. They were covered with blood.”

  “Thanks for the concern, but I don’t mind that.” He does not miss the sarcasm in her tone. “And if you think that you’re winning, think again. Now you’ve got two of my teammates with you. Return them to me before I make sure you regret it.”

  “Said you.”

  She launches herself at him, causing him to flinch and jump back. It’s too late to realize it by the time he finds myself backing away from her. “I have my ways,” she says tauntingly.

  “I’ll torture you before you have the chance, and then I’m going to kill you,” he says the words, but they sound like they are repeated instead of meaning it.

  “Are you sure you’re even ready for that kind of level, Xenos? Torture is my game.”

  The mocking smile on her face. He just wants to wipe it off of her.

  Reaching into his pocket pants, he takes out a small, transparent tube. Vira cannot register what it is he is holding. At least not until he bites off the lid and presses the sharp object against her skin.

  “No! Get that thing off of me,” she screams frantically. “No, please don’t. Anything but this!” He jabs the needle into her skin, and a wailing scream erupts.

  It’s not like anything he has ever heard. Her scream is high pitch, full of desperation. The dread in her throat is so familiar that it reminds him of when he begged her not to kill him three years ago.

  “Yes, that’s it. Scream for me, little bird.”

  It feels like a knife has reside in her flesh, instead of a needle. Ghost electric runs through her body, up and down like a never ending wave. She hates needles. She hates needles so much….

  Xenos takes out the needle and lifts one of her legs up his shoulder. He punctured the main artery this time, causing her to erupt another scream. Tears steam down her face, out of control. Her whole body shivers against him, going cold.

  Weak and helpless. Yes, this is the kind of look he wants to see of her. She looks so vulnerable in this state that he just cannot help but—

  Before he realizes what he’s doing, he has close the distance between them. He tastes her lips, wet from sweat and tears. It’s just lips, but it’s her lips. His enemy, the one that he swore to get rid off. But why do they only make him want to taste her more?

  He bites her bottom lip roughly, causing her to moan. In pain or pleasure, he has no idea. All that he can think of at the moment is to get a deeper taste out of her.

  Vira groans, moving her head away in a pity attempt to get him off. The fact of what’s happen still has not registered her yet, not with the pain of the needle still engulfing her. No, she cannot bare the thought of it. It brings back too much hurtful memories.

  When he cannot get a proper respond out of her, Xenos bites her until she bleeds, causing her eyes to blink open. Those cold grey eyes stare at him hazily, before they slowly grows wide open.

  “Humffh!” Now she’s struggling in full force, trying to get herself away from him. The effort is futile, nonetheless. She’s chained and dangling in the air. Where can she go?

  “Open your mouth. And if you dare to bite, I’ll make it hurt even more.” Just to make sure that he’s not bluffing, Xenos twists the needle in her flesh, causing her to scream. More tears steam down her face, but she parts her lips weakly. “Open your eyes,” he orders her when he finds them closed. He wants to see the fear in those glassy eyes of hers.

  His mouth is back on hers. He inserts in tongue in, and it collides against hers. He kisses her as he stares intensely into her eyes. He is not dominating at all. In fact, if this is a normal situation and if they are nor enemies, this kiss would have been sensual. But the only thing she can feel right now is that dread feeling in her heart.

  Vira throws her head back, needing air. A hand yanks her hair, pushing her head back down. Xenos kisses her again, this time making sure to brush every inch of her mouth. She uses her tongue to push him away, but it brushes against his and causes him to moan huskily. He breaks the kiss, only to kiss her once more. Fiercer, this time.

  She feels sick when his saliva just seem to spread everywhere in her mouth. She tries to move away. For air, if not to gain back her space. But he forces her to stay in position, causing her to choke and ending up swallowing his saliva.

  “No, stop. This is disgusting. I can’t stand this!” she opens her mouth when he tries to lean in again. Angered, he twists the needle by the handle once more. Vira screams and cries until her throat grows sore and her eyes dry. Her body becomes limp when her energy runs out. He takes advantage of her condition to sedate his curiosity even further.

  Curiosity

  02:06 am

  Seattle

  Why cannot he stop touching her?

  The moment his lips touched hers, all he can think about is feeling more of those soft lips against his. And when she opened her mouth, mio Dio! She tasted heavenly. Sweet and soft. It just made him want to defile her right there and then.

  Is it true that the line between love and hate is thin, after all? But he does not love her. Love will require a certain amount of care. What he feels for her is lust, not love.

  Then why did his heart felt like it was about to stop when he thought that she was dead? Why did he ask Doctor Meth to tend to her wounds first, instead of his? Why is he carrying her into his room now, instead of leaving her in that cold dungeon? Shouldn’t he punish her, instead of rewarding her?

  He must sedate this curiosity at once. After he gets a taste of her, he is positive that this interest he has on her will cease. Then, he will go on with his plan to destroy her. Yes, that sounds about right. First thing first.

  When he reaches his bed, he debates with himself whether to place her unconscious body gently, or simply just drop her on it. The grudge he has against her is still there, that’s for sure. But why does he has to act like this?

  Caring her, touching her ever so carefully as if she’s a previous crystal that can easily break? He should know better by now. She cannot even die that easy.

  Finally, he places her on the bed, allowing her curly black hair to spread around her like wings.

  Xenos undoes his tie and wraps it around her wrists, binding her against the headboard. He throws his jacket to the floor, leaving him in his shirt and pants. Crawling on top of her, he places himself like she did with him the noon before.

  He can feel himself going hard just by the sight of her. Her skin is fair and soft to the touch. It helps — or it does not? — that she’s already stripped down to her undergarments? He imagines himself undoing the straps of her bra, releasing those plump, around breasts.

  As much as he knows how much he will enjoy that, will he allow himself to soil her by force? He has done a lot of things in his life, but will he let himself step this far?

  Vira stirs underneath him, breaking him from his internal debate. Those grey eyes of her stare at him again in that wild manner, making him go crazy just by looking at them.

  “Where is this?” is the first question she asks. Like a professional agent she is, she always investigate her surrounding. She knows that she’s not in the same room as the last one.

  “My place,” Xenos simply answers.

  She tugs her arms and finds herself bound once more. She tries her legs as well, but his weight prevents her from moving too much. Not only that, she also notices
how his shirt is half undone. The bed, her clothes. No….

  “What do you think you’re doing?” she hisses, her eyes glaring at him accusingly.

  Placing a hand on her stomach, he slowly says, “I have a proposition for you.”

  “Release my cousin!”

  “I will bring you to him, if,” he allows his eyes to travel from her eyes and down to her breasts, stomach, then further to the V shape of her private part. “you agree to fuck me.”

  “Like hell! Of course I have to agree, you maledetto! Bring me to where Aramis is, then I will screw you.”

  His lips twist into a mischievous smirk. “Right in front of him? I must say, that will bring out a whole new kind of torture, not I would mind.”

  “So you did kidnap him!” Twisting her body, she manages to mess up the sheets underneath her. Her chest rises up and down in heavy breathing, causing him to be tempted to touch her breasts. They look like they are practically begging to be squeezed.

  “You almost had me killed. Of course I want revenge from you. And what better way than to hurt the one you treasure the most?” Cupping one breast with his hand, Xenos begins by massaging it, causing her to glare up at him even more. Yes, that spiteful look. I want to sink myself into you. “I wonder how your cousin will feel when he sees me fucking you, the only girl he can’t have, right in front of him.”

  “What are you talking about? Aramis is a homosexual necrophile. Why would he care if you fuck me?”

  “Di mie, you don’t even know? He practically gives it away in the open. The way he looks at you…. it just made me sick.”

  “What— Aaaahh!” A moan escapes her lips when he pinches her nipple, twists it with his fingers through the thin layer of her brassiere. The tights underneath him squeezes together, arousing him by the sight.

  “It’s silly how you can’t even notice your own cousin lusting over you. You think that men only desire to kill. But what you should be afraid of is how strong they desire after you. Non vedo l’ora di essere dentro di te, piccolo uccello,” he whispers huskily as his hot lips grazing against her ear and his jaw brushing the side of her cheek.