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CHAPTER NINE (LET ME RECITE A POEM FOR YOU)

The three came to the venue just in time. Just like what Nathanya had told them, no one noticed their weapons and they were not detected by the security system.
“We’re here.” Briana whispered. “Scan the whole area and look for the room where our target is.” she ordered and Nathanya on the other line did what she was told to.
“Mr. Buencamino is currently in his private bedroom. There were two guards at the door and four others in the alley that leads to that room.” she said and clicked on more buttons.
“The girls that they contracted to pleasure him were in the room next to his. Just go there and wait for now.” she added. Just as they were about to walk, Nathanya suddenly said, “There are four men approaching you.” They turned their heads and saw the men coming.
“What are you doing here? You were supposed to be in the room next to Mr. Buencamino. Come follow us, he will start choosing now.” they said and led the three ladies towards the said room. Upon entering, Taylor looked for a place that was a little far from the others. She then whispered, “How’s the situation in there?” She was talking to Nathanya.
“Everything’s fine. Oh your target’s coming.” Nathanya answered and Taylor immediately pretended that she was looking downwards just in case. After a while, the door opened and their target came in. Seeing him this close made Taylor’s blood reach its boiling point. Mr. Buencamino examined everyone but his gaze landed on Taylor.
“Yes, just like that crappy guy! Bite the bait and don’t make this fishing trip hard.” Taylor murmured to herself and gave out a what seems to be a seductive smile for Mr. Buencamino but a deadly smirk for Briana and Lace. Mr. Buencamino then whispered something to one of the guards and left after that.
“The old man wants you to follow him. As for the others, you will pleasure us instead. Torres, lead her way.” the guard said and the guy he called came forward and tugged Taylor away.
“I know how to walk. No need to grab me.” she said coldly and pulled her arm away. Meanwhile, inside the room where she came from, Briana and Lace already exchanged glances and nodded to each other. They have planned what to do once opportunity strikes. While the guards were fooling around, Lace whispered, “Nathanya, can you please play with the CCTV in this room? We will just give this toe fags here a very good time.” she said and Nathanya did so. Upon making sure that they will not be detected anymore, the two started peeling off the wrapper that wraps their weapons and gave the guards “a very good time”. In a nick of time, every single guard had fallen down, lifeless. Knowing that these prostitutes might cause a ruckus, Briana took the initiative to warn them.
“Anyone who will shout and cause a scene will also lose their life. We are here to save you. Now, if you want to join these guards to play with fire in hell, shout and I will not hesitate to shoot you.” she said and those who wanted to scream earlier had no other choice but to shut their mouths, swallow their screams and cuddle in the corner.
In the other room, Taylor opened the door and almost vomited blood from the disgusting scene that greeted her. The old man was lying on the bed, half naked with only a towel covering his lower body part. Petals of roses were scattered everywhere and a bottle of expensive champagne was chilling on top of the small table inside the room. She examined the room and there was no CCTV present there.
"That's the only room that had no CCTV installed." Nathanya told her. Although she heard her clearly, the old man didn't. He is holding a glass of champagne and leisurely drinks. Taylor can feel her scalp itching together with her palms. She can't wait to cut this man's dick.
"Come here honey. Don't be afraid. I will not bite." He suddenly said that caused Taylor's stomach to feel upset. Does this old man think he's seductive? More likely disgusting. Those who had endured being on the bed with him deserve a monument dedicated just for them.

"Can I take a shower first?" She then asked just to escape from this indescribable disgusting shit drinking champagne in front of her.
"Sure. Do what pleases you my dear. Just don't take too much time, okay? The dude down here can't wait any longer." He said and pointed on the small thing dangling between his fat legs. Taylor immediately rinsed her face upon entering the bathroom. She's sure that her index finger was longer than that disgusting penis of his. She spent a long time inside the bathroom before sprinkling some water on her and pretended that she washed.
"What took you so long?" Mr. Buencamino asked. He was now sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Good food was always served late. Besides, you told me to take my time." Taylor answered, trying her best to look seductive despite her cold appearance. She then started to tear her dress little by little until the piece of cloth left to cover her private part was only six inches. She then stopped and looked at the old man.
"Why did you stop?" The old man asked, stroking his small cock using his overweight fingers.
"I just suddenly remembered that I prepared a poem for you. Wanna hear it?" She asked and the old man had no other choice but to nod. She then came closer and sat on his lap, making sure that the disgusting stick would not touch her.
"My lips are the gun.
My smile is the trigger.
My kisses are the bullets.
Label me as a killer."
She recited and before the old guy could grasp the meaning behind it, a small silver colored dagger stabbed his dick and he couldn't help but let out a cry of pain. Taylor immediately covered his mouth using her now bloody hands.
"Do you know who I am?! Compared to me, just who do you think you are?! Aren’t you afraid of me?!" The old man threatened her.
"Of course I know who you are. And for your sake, let me introduce myself. I am the hero, the victim and I am also the villain. Who I really was depends on how you'll define me. And I am not afraid of you. The only person I am afraid of is myself. I am telling you, that fucker is crazy." She said before getting up and unwrapping Phoenix and Raven. After unwrapping them, she unsheathed both katanas and showed them to Mr. Buencamino.
"Greet Phoenix and Raven. They will send you off today." She said and before the old dude could answer, she already swayed Phoenix to the left and Raven to the right. After this motion, Mr. Buencamino was cut into three pieces, his head, his upper torso and his lower body, all separated from each other.
Just as Taylor was about to come out of the room and leave the hell out of that place, she heard a strange noise coming from nowhere. She looked everywhere and when she saw nothing, her heartbeat became fast after realizing where that noise came from. It's Nathanya.

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    ANDREABACOLOD

    pretty story

    26/09

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    Shux86

    Very heartwrenching.

    07/08

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    evaristoronald

    good

    06/08

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