“Aah”
“Aaahh”
“Yess”
“That’s it”
“Work your hips baby”
“Aah, Give it to me!”
“I’m cummingg!”
“Inside me baby”
“Aaahhhh”
Two bodies, connected to each other in more ways than one, were filling the large dimly lit room with a pungent smell from their physical activities.
“Oh ho! Darling, you were extra passionate today. Needed to blow off some steam?” The young woman with long dark hair seductively asked the man, who was lying down trying to catch his breath. The lady could be described as an excellent mixture of good genes. She was blessed with everything that would make other women jealous of her.
While the man who was lying on the bed was definitely past his best years. With a bald head and a big belly to display his unhealthy lifestyle, anyone could guess he was in his sixties.
“I was pissed at the president today! He should not yell at me in front of the juniors, just because he is the president; I am still the vice president!!” answered the man emotionally.
“Haha, my love, why are you so frustrated? The president is counting his days, he is 86 years old and will be dying soon. And after that the whole company is yours to play with.” said the lady trying to encourage her partner.
“You know exactly what to say. Tell me what do you want? As long as it's possible I will definitely give it to you.”
“Well then you better not back out. I want a baby, OUR baby.”
Hearing so the man was taken back a bit, a wry smile formed on his lips.
“Believe me baby, I wish I could. But at this age it is impossible for me.”
“Hmpf, how could you say that? You gave your wife three children and now when I want it, you turn your back on me.” said the woman angrily.
“But babe, I was young back then and you weren’t even born then. If you were, believe me I would’ve divorced my wife back then and married you immediately.” said the man trying to appease his partner.
“Then do it now. You know I love you enough to marry you.”
“Unfortunately it is too late now. I have my first grandchild on the way. I wish I could, but I have a whole family now whom I cannot just throw away.”
“Then there is nothing you can give me that I want?” asked the woman with a saddened expression.
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“You know I love you. Ask for any car, any bag or any other gift and it will be yours.”
“That is so cruel. You think that is all I care about? I want to start a family with the man I love. Is it really too much to ask?” said the woman on the verge of crying.
“No my love, I am so sorry” The man hugged the woman trying to comfort her.
The pair comforted each other while hugging.
*Clap*
*Clap*
*Clap*
Suddenly the sound of slow clapping filled the room startling the man and woman. They looked towards the source of slow clapping and saw a lean man sitting comfortably in one of the armchairs. His face was shrouded in darkness thanks to the dimly lit room. His clothes were all black making him almost invisible.
“Wh-WhA!-Who the fuck are you?” asked the man frantically.
“AAAAAHHHH” screamed the woman abruptly.
“How did you get here? I am calling the security.” When the man reached for the intercom phone, he noticed the power cord was cut off. He quickly turned to the bedside table to pick up his phone but that too was nowhere to be found.
“Don’t bother. You can scream, bang on the walls or try to run but all of it will only be futile. Besides, I am only here to talk.” The mystery man said menacingly.
He stood up and slowly walked towards the bed. Each of his steps increased the heartbeats of the adulterers. When his face finally came into the light, it revealed to be that of a very young man.
The lady looked at the young man who looked no more than 24 years. He was wearing a black turtleneck with a black jacket on. With black pants and black shoes, it created an illusion where only his face and hands were visible in the dimly lit room.
Looking at his young and handsome face, her fear subsided. While the man became even more angry when he realized that his precious night was ruined just because of a young punk.
“You idiot! Do you even have any idea who you are messing with?” said the old man huffing with rage.
“Yeah. You stupid man! Is this some kind of hidden camera prank?” said the woman trying to make sense of the situation.
“Hahaha, You two belong together. But unfortunately for you it is not a prank.” The young man at first had an amused expression which then suddenly turned serious. In the next moment he reached into his thick jacket and took out a gun and aimed at one of them.
Upon seeing the gun, the couple realized the seriousness of the situation. When the woman saw the nozzle of the gun being pointed at her she opened her mouth to scream. However no sound came out, it was as if she had turned mute from the fear of death.
The young man quickly pulled the trigger and fired at the woman. The old man screamed in fear for his partner, his face pale upon seeing the gun, “NOOOOOO!!” When he turned to look at the woman, he had expected there to be a bloody mess, yet what he saw was a small dart stuck in her neck.
After a few seconds of silence the woman suddenly lost consciousness and fell back on the bed.
“Y-You Bastard!! What did you do to her? Did you just kill her?” The old man couldn’t take it anymore. He got down from the bed, ready to pounce on the young man. However, as soon as his foot touched the ground he halted. The nozzle of the gun was now pointed at him.
“It's in your best interest if you stop right there. After looking at the state of your girlfriend, I am sure you don’t doubt my shooting skills.” The young man had an intimidating aura, which suffocated the already scared old man.
“Calm down Mr. Vien, she is not dead but merely sleeping.”
After hearing his name come out of the mystery man’s mouth, the old man was so stunned that he didn’t even hear the latter half of the sentence.
“H-Ho… How do you know my name?” The fumbling old man whose name apparently was Mr. Vien was now trembling.
*Sigh* “How could I not know? You are Mr. Nicholas Vien. Vice President of the Farma Corp, 63 years old. Married to Mrs. Marie Vein for 30 years with 2 sons. You also have a girlfriend who is lying beside you right now. Her name is Aileen Wan, age 26, unemployed yet she lives lavishly thanks to your favors.”
Hearing the young man rattle on his whole history shook Mr. Vein to his core, “Why do you know so much about me?”
“Huh? Isn’t it obvious? Since you are my target, shouldn't I know everything about you?” The young man responded with a confused expression.
“T-Target? What do you mean?”
“Well, what else? You are the one I have to kill tonight.” said the young man casually.
Hearing such a threatening sentence being said in the most nonchalant way scared Mr. Vein even more. He could feel his throat drying.
“You are joking right? You must be. HAHAHAHAHA!!” Mr Vein began to laugh hysterically, unable to grasp the reality. “Nice one, so who told you to pull this prank huh? Was it Morrison? Miller? Charlie?”
“Hmmm, it seems you can’t accept the current situation.” After saying so the young man in a flash appeared in front of Mr. Vein and threw a vicious punch right into his stomach.
“Aghhghhh” Mr. Vein fell back on the bed and started squirming in pain.
“Y-You bastard!! What the hell do you think you're doing?”
“Finally! It seems like we are on the same page.” The young man said with a smile. “Mr. Vein, I am a contract killer and I’ve been contracted to kill you. And it is none other than your own lovely wife.”
“What? It's impossible!! She loves me way too much for that. Y-You must be lying.” said Mr. Vein in disbelief.
“Well, usually we don’t share the information of our clients with our victims. But this time the client was insistent on revealing their identity to you, in other words she wanted you to know that it was her who got you killed.”
“Why? I don’t understand.”
*Sigh* “The reason is lying right beside you right now. She found out about your affair.”
Hearing this, the color was quickly drained from Mr. Vein’s face.