Phantoms Game

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{ ~ The Angel ~ }

Blaring lights, the bass thumping and thundering though everyone's bodies, making their hearts feel as though they are in their throats, sweat ridden bodies swaying and grinding against each other. Drunken animals, every single one of them, picking who they wanted to take home and mate with tonight for their carnal desires beckoning to be satisfied.

And two floors above them all stood a balcony, the luxurious VIP area, although the balcony was incased in glass, the thumping of the bass could still be heard albeit much softer than if you were to be in the swarm of animals below. The VIP was covered floor to ceiling in red plush furniture and smooth black walls, causing the area to be much more obscure.

A few metal poles scattered around the capacious area, around the poles sat a few couches, circling them as if it were a zoo exhibit, and the dancer was the animal.

The VIP area wasn't as lively tonight as it usually was, nevertheless a handful of regulars occupied the tables while some reclined casually on the couches surrounding the dance poles, avidly observing the strippers who moved sensually to the low humming melodies which played in the background.

A pint-sized woman, with cherry red hair, approached an unaccompanied man on a couch in the far corner, his gaze fixated on the woman dancing on the metal pole. Slipping in beside the man she softly placed her hand on his upper thigh, as she offered him a seductive smile, batting her eyelashes at him.

The man smirked as his eyes automatically trailed down her body and resided on her perky breast for a minute or two, lowing her voice she softly spoke to him

"Hey handsome~ would you like a private dance with me out the back?~" the woman's Australian accent hummed out as she slowly stroked his thigh with her manicured black nails, containing her hidden animosity behind her seductive grin.

Maia kept her death glare hidden behind her wide smile continuing on to try and persuade him she added in a low soft voice "if you pay me well you might just get a bit of extra time~..."she said through gritted teeth, knowing full well she could kill him within 10 minutes.

The man smiled at her as he took the drink from the girl, his eyes immediately went down to her breasts as he took a sip of his drink. "I would love a private dance~" The man smirked as he continued to ogle her outwardly. "And of course I would pay for a little extra time with such a vixen like yourself~" he groaned like a hungry pig at feeding time.

Maia kept her disgust hidden behind her tightly lipped smile "follow me handsome..." she sighed softly and quietly, wanting for this to end already as she strutted off, swaying her hips side to side to entice her target more as she lead the way.

Skill-fully yet brisk-fully she catwalked down the narrow stairs, the plush red rope connected to the long golden poles, blocking their ;path at the bottom, letting out a cough the bouncer looked up at her and quickly scrambled to unlock the rope.

"Thank you Derrick." She smiled politely, true emotions showing through her bright blue eyes, the bouncer nodded his head with a hint of a smile. The man looked between them and smirk, instantly making his own assumptions animus what happened between the two of them for them to be slo chummy like they were.

"I see you get around" he purred out as he smiled wickedly at her, closely following behind her, his hands itching to grab the woman's ass as he walked behind her. He was enjoying the fact that he was going to get some action, his perverted thoughts running a muck inside his bowling ball of a head

Once the duo entered the private room located at the back of the club, the woman walked over to the corner to make the stubby little fat man another drink, looking over her shoulder she smiled and spoke once again, her voice sultry as she does so.

"Sit down in the chair handsome" As Maia continued to make his drink as she waited for him to plonk his fat ass body down into the small chair.

The man sat down and smiled greedily, his hands reaching to his pants as he undid his zipper and belt, He was enjoying the thought of seeing her strip in front of him, he was just waiting for the moment. He leaned back in the chair as he continued to ravenously watch her body as it moved around ever so slightly, from her head down to her thighs and even her ankles his lustful gaze reach every inch of her.

Sensing the mans intense carnal fixation on her body, Maia turned around with a malicious leer as she sauntered over to the man with his second drink in her hand. The man was too distracted by her body to notice how awkwardly she was standing or the murderous look in her squinted eyes.

"Here's your drink sir.." she rasped out slowly as she handed it to him, her body crawling is disgust as she saw his eyes roam her physique.

"Mm thank you gorgeous, now why don't you bring that foxy body of yours over here and give me that dance you promised me." The man let out a grotesque chortle sound at the thought of being able to lay his filthy hands all over the girls curvy form.

Maia gave the man a cynical grin as she walked behind him, running her hands down his chest to entice him further, unbeknownst to the coot, Maia had pulled out a dagger from her breast pocket.

oh how the wonders of boob pockets help in times like this, thank the heavens my honkers come in handy in these situations, She cheered to herself momentarily distracted, but quickly gained her composer.

"Where did you go my sweet, I miss your touch already, don't leave a man waiting.." the outdated rotund man spoke once again, his voice severely starting to piss Maia off at this point, she was growing tired of dragging the inevitable on any longer.

Finally growing her backbone she wrapped her arm around the mans blubbery neck, holding the knives blade against his squishy flesh. Her breath against his ear as she spoke lowly and assertively as she slowly dug the blade into his neck more and more by the second.

"The only dance you are going to see is the one where you get guided to hell by the bright lights behind your eyelids when I slice your mother fucking throat in half." Maia sharply bit out at him

The man let out a loud yelp as he flinched forward, causing the knife to dig into him more which in turn made him wince as blood started to slowly drizzle out from the cut. he wasn't expecting the innocent looking girl to pull a knife out on him, his eyes widened as he stared at the wall with absolute terror. He stayed incredibly still, as if his body had been turned into stone by medusa.

The mans breathing became erratic, his throat cutting deeper into the knife each time he breathed out, but even with that fact counted into the equation he couldn't calm his breathing down. "Sweetheart, we can talk about this.. just put the knife away sugar and I wont report you.." he tried to persuade the woman with an ultimatum for protection.

"You don't get it do you..." she sighed as she tilted his head back aggressively so she could look into his shit coloured eyes. His eyes showing fear and the onset of tears as he stared up at her, his bottom lip trembling in panic "I am not going to give you the chance to even be able to report me.. you had this coming when you came in here with your filthy rat hands and harassed my workers." She barked out at him, venom dripping from her tongue as she swiped her knife against his throat.

The mans face was now permanently stuck in a silent scream, his eyes bulging out of his head as his mouth was wide open, he looked like a pig who was about to get a apple shoved in its mouth for seasonal events. Blood spurted everywhere, covering Maia's chest and face as well as the mans clothes, face and the newly placed chair, her target dead in a total of 8 minutes, not her best record but quicker than she originally thought it would take her to kill him.

"Mother fucker.. he got fuckin blood all over my favourite dress, now I'm gonna have to throw it away.. goddamit." Maia grumbled as she angrily stormed out of the bloody room, walking past one of her cleaners she asked them if they would kindly take care of the mess she had made as she continued on her way to her office.

Once inside the safety of her office she sighed, taking off her armoury she placed them inside her desk draw, walking to her private on-suite bathroom, she locked the door behind her, undressing she threw her now ruined dress into the trash, shedding a lone mock tear as she gave it a small funeral.

"You will be missed, my sweet dick scoring dress.. to all the hot one night stands you gained me I thank you.. I shall buy a new hotter dress in honour of you to remember you" she spoke dramatically as she used a hair brush as a microphone, as she finished her small funeral she turned on the shower and hopped in,15 minutes later, freshly washed and adequately happy with her purified sanctum she wrapped herself in her bathrobe and exited the bathroom.

Walking over to her closet she opened the door and picked out her favourite flared black pants, along with her favourite black heels and lastly her favourite tube top.

"I definitely don't like black at all.." she rolled her eyes as she remembered her best friend's absurd question a few weeks ago, asking if she really did like back. Grabbing a bra and her underwear she walked back into the bathroom to get changed.

After she gotten herself dressed and decent she touched up her makeup, walking back out to her office, she grabbed her gun and her dagger placing them in their respective spots on her body. As she saw herself in her full length mirror she silently nitpicked everything about herself as she watched herself.

"Enough Maia, you look fine snap out of it" she scolded herself as she harshly slapped her cheeks, causing them to turn red from her brute force, shaking her head she walked out of her office. Dialling her boss on her work phone to tell him that her mission was complete.

"Jake I killed the guy you wanted dead" she spoke nonchalantly as she continued to walk out to the main part of the club, the booming music getting louder as she approached.

"Good job Angel, ill send the money to your bank, since you finished your job for tonight you have the rest if the night to yourself, and tomorrow you can have off since I have nothing urgent for you to do for me." Jake's muffled voice replied through the phone, hanging up Maia sighed, her shoulders really needed a good massage but she didn't trust random strangers to touch her body unless she got to know them first over a drink.

"Well at least now I can go ahead with my plans that I had for tomorrow so yay me" Maia did a little happy dance in her place, but quickly contained herself and moved forward, the flashing lights nearly blinding her, quickly adapting to the change of atmosphere, she propelled herself through the crowd of sweaty humping bodies.

Even though Maia planned to head home, every male around her seemed to have different ideas, from groping to dry humping and even trying to grab her wrist to make her dance, they seemed to want to take her home and add her on to their conquest list.

Maia grew tired and agitated at the fact she couldn't escape the club in peace, so instead she resorted to elbowing everyone who came close to her, which in tow made a pathway for her to walk through.

Maia sighed out a breath of relief as she finally made it outside of the building, walking over to her motorbike, she threw on her helmet her leather jacket and kicked away the stand, starting the engine she she rode off down the road, breaking every road rule in the book.

Arriving at her quaint little home, squished in between all the other apartments, she groaned out as she parked her bike on the side of the road, putting the stand down, and unlocking a small box on the footpath which held the cover for her bike and her house keys.

She then proceeded to throw the sheet over her bike, and locked the box back up and approached her house.

Walking up the steps that lead to her front door, the porch light flickered on, it was a faulty light bulb which she never got fixed because she liked how eerie it made the place feel.

"Home sweet shitty home.. at least I wont get found if I'm living somewhere run down.." she muttered to herself as she kicked her heels off, it was a bad idea to wear her heels when she had to drive her bike, she completely forgot that her car was at the mechanics because it got banged up on one of her previous missions, she couldn't wait until she got her baby back, it was a cute light purple miata she bought when she first moved to America five years ago.

Walking over to the kitchen she flipped the light switch on, the soft yellow glow illuminated the small tiled area, her cabinets a dark brown while her table tops were an offset white colour.

Opening one of the cabinets she pulled out a vodka bottle whist also Pulling out a class. She them walked over to the fridge, opening the cool metal door, she grabbed some pineapple juice.

Gliding over to the counter, she placed the glass down, opening the vodka and pineapple juice, she poured them both into the glass, with the vodka over powering their pineapple juice.

Downing her beverage she made another, then another, and then another, this cycle continued until she felt herself become tipsy, placing the juice back in the fridge she wobbled her way up the stairs, stripping her clothes off in the process, only leaving herself in her bra and underwear.

Being too tired and woozy she opted not to go for a shower and to have one in the morning, heading straight to her bedroom where she face planted onto her bed, not bothering to tuck herself under the covers, the cool breeze not bothering her as she slept as soundly as a bear in hibernation.

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