Sniper
Zane POV
I stand at the window of the tenth floor of Sky hotel and adjust my binoculars to watch the mysterious girl who has been fucking with my head. I should not be here, considering the arrival of our enemies in the city, but I couldn’t help it. I zoom in on her. Oval face, small round eyes, and luscious lips I just can’t get over. She is sipping red wine on the same floor of the building one hundred meters across me. Behind her is the sniper rifle, set up and ready. I wonder who her target is this time.
Extremely dangerous but fine as hell. A one-night stand, like an addictive drug, I was hooked. I have been following her for months now.
She walks away from the window and returns a few second later with binoculars and looks straight at me.
“Fuck!” I curse out loud. I don’t want her thinking I am a stalker or some creep.
She opens the window, salutes and opens fire right at me. The window shatters into pieces that splatter into all directions, some cutting my skin.
“Shit!” I curse as I jump out of the way and cover my head.
It takes me a moment to snap out of the shock and crawl towards the door. This chick is crazy. She has no idea whom she is messing with.
I am right at the door when I see them.
“What the fuck?”
I walk back to the window and see her wipe and wrap up her rifle. She salutes again and disappears.
I take my bag, put on my shades and head towards the door. I don’t meet anyone in the corridor, which is very strange in a busy hotel like this one. Nor do I meet anyone in the lifts until I get to my vehicle in the basement and drive out of there. The street is buzzing with curious bystanders and a traffic jam. There are at least twelve body bags on the side of the road with blood spatter on the pavement. The two police officers on the ground are still trying to secure the scene, a futile task with so many people contaminating the scene. I am still stuck in the traffic jam when Father calls.
“Mr Davis.”
“Where are you?” Father’s voice sounds strained. I know that something is up when he does not object to me addressing him so formal.
“You are sounding strange. What’s happening?”
“Owen does not know where you are. You can’t just vanish like this. It is no longer safe!” he yells. I can already imagine his nostrils flaring and his fists clenched.
I sigh and brace myself for yet another sermon, but what he says next leaves me flabbergasted.
“Monroe, Darko and their men were gunned down in Ruber city a few minutes ago.”
“What?” I am shocked. I knew that Darko was here, but Monroe is news to me. No wonder Father is so shaken.
Monroe is our biggest enemy. He hardly travels because every law enforcement agency is looking for him. The bastard is one of the founders of the West cartel. I am certain that he is responsible for my mother’s murder.
“It happened a few minutes ago outside Sky hotel. No suspects yet. Good riddance!” he tells me while I gather my thoughts and shake my head.
The girl. She actually took out the most dangerous and most wanted men in one go. I can’t help but be envious of her achievement. I spent most of my childhood and adult life imagining of the day I will avenge Mother.
“You have not told me where you are,” Father’s voice snaps me out of my thoughts.
“I am in Palmland, Sir,” I lie.
“Doing what there?”
“I am an adult,” I point out a fact he always forgets.
“I know that!” he snaps. “It’s your brother’s engagement party tomorrow evening. I expect you to be here since he is doing you a favor.”
So, that’s it. He is more concerned about my attendance at his precious spoiled brat of a bastard engagement party. He even uses the fact that Riaz is doing me a favor when he is giving him half of my inheritance to fulfill some dumb agreement.
“Yes sir. I will be there.”
“Take care, okay?” he whispers, pulling my heart strings and breaking my heart at the same time.
There was a time him and I used to be close but all that changed when mother died, and he married that witch he cheated on my mother with. I know that he loves me and cares, but it hurts that he must pretend not to and use my inheritance just to please his bastard and his witch.
Twenty minutes later..
I walk into RED club and immediately see her. Sitting at the corner with her legs crossed and a glass of red wine on her hand. I lick my lower lip, heat rising from my belly. This, how she seems to control my desire, is witchcraft. She lifts her eyes, meeting mine and seductively bites her lower lip and my heart flutters. Like an enchanted fool under a spell, I approach her. The red strapless silk dress with a long slit exposes her juicy thighs, arousing me instantly.
I walk behind her and kiss her neck hard. Her moan tells me that I am not the only one caught up in this crazy spell.
She gulps down her wine before getting up and turning around to face me.
“You shot me,” I accuse, and she laughs and wraps her arms around my neck.
“You must be a ghost then. A sexy one at that,” she responds with a honeyed voice before kissing me, sealing my fate.
“Let’s get out of here,” I whisper on her ear before kissing her neck and leading her out of the club to my car.
“Due Park,” she instructs the moment I start the engine.
“Excuse me?” I can’t hide my surprise and disappointment. I spent weeks craving to have her in my arms again.
“Take me to Due Park,” she repeats.
“I was hoping we could….”
“Me too. This car is cozy enough. I must be there in an hour,” she interjects and throws her panties at me. I did not even see her remove it.
I catch the damp lacy material and stiff it before stepping hard on the accelerator, heading to the park.
“Due Park it is then.”
She giggles and runs her hands over my thighs. I curse inside when she unzips my pants and sticks her hands in my boxers.
“Slow down. I can’t concentrate,” I warn when her hand closes around my erect manhood.
“Just drive,” she instructs while sliding her hand up and down my cock, raising a beast I did not know I possessed until six months ago when she unleashed it.
I grab her hand, bring it to my mouth and nimble on her delicate deadly fingers. It’s a way of preventing her from bringing me to climax before we get to our destination. I do have a pride. She has to reach orgasm first, that is my rule. I chuckle when her breathing picks up.
The sun is starting to set by the time I drive into the deserted park and pull her on my lap. Our lips meet into a passionate kiss that leaves both of us breathless. She breaks the kiss off and unbuttons my shirt, which I help her toss aside. Her dress is just perfect for this. Pulling down her straps, I have her sensual breast right in front of me. I take the left in my mouth and suck while squeezing the right with my hand and hear her moan.
A few minutes later, my hands are grabbing her hips and pulling them down while she gyrates her hips up and down my manhood that is pulsing inside her. I thrust deep inside her, making her moan louder. I feel her body trembling against me before she screams out with her head thrown backwards in an infectious ecstasy that leads me to my peak.
“You are going to have to tell me your name at some point,” I say when our hearts start to slow down.
“I don’t know yours,” she accuses.
“Zane.”
I intentionally leave out my surname. That would be an obvious giveaway, given my family’s popularity. I might as well hand her my CV.
“Nice name. I am Red.”
I can’t help but laugh at the transparency of her lie.
“Seriously? Like the club we were in and the colour of your dress?”
She laughs and runs her hand over my abs. “More like the blood I spill everywhere I go,” she corrects, but I am smart enough to know that is not her name. I don’t push her any further. She will tell me one day, hopefully.
“Thank you for the save, “I change the subject while searching her enchanting eyes and cupping her gorgeous face on my hands. I was so focused on her with my binoculars, I don’t know how those armed men got into my hotel room, but they were definitely there to kill me. I would be dead had she not shot and killed all of them instantly.
She flashes me a smile before getting off me, putting on her panties and pulling back her dress strappings.
“You are welcome. Got to go, my ride is here,” she responds and jumps off the car. It is only then that I see an unmarked chopper landing a few meters away. I watch her run towards it and is soon gone.
I am left cursing myself for being so recklessness. I don’t know anything about this girl except that she is a damn good snipper and dangerous men die every time she shows up.
