Trigger warning
Gore, nudity and sexual acts.
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"You are so big" Akari's finger caressed Joe's chest "so strong" down to his stomach and under his shirt. "So dominant" Feeling every muscle and every curve, her eyes hazed over as she whispered. "Tell me how you handle your clients," she purred, brushing her fingers over his nipples.
Joe gasped, his mind swirling from the feeling of her vagina on his hardness to her fingers brushing his nipples. "I decide who lives or who dies," he whimpered, looking up at her while her fingers dipped into his V-line.
"Show me ...how you take control," Akari purred on top of him.
Joe's large hands moved up her hips. She gasped, letting him feel her excitement when he ripped through her boy shorts, leaving her ass exposed.
"Fuck" Joe cursed at Akari as wetness flowed onto his hardness.
Akari zipped down his pants and pulled on his erection. "How do you have such power?" She bites her lip. "Tell me?"
"What?" He looked up at her but Akari his penis onto her and his eyes rolled back.
"You feel that" Akari moved her hips "do you feel how I quiver for you, I how I quiver for your power, your control" Joe nodded his head at her words. "How do you take control? How do you decide who lives and who dies?"
Joe couldn't keep his mind straight. All he felt was pleasure. "Because I have them all in the palm of my hand," he hissed and whimpered. "Not just my clients but every billionaire I have ever worked with".
"Tell me more" Akari grabbed her breast, throwing her head back.
"They are nothing but pawns in my game," Joe growled, grabbing Akari's hips.
"But they have money" Akari arched her back.
"But I have information and true Devil by my side," he glinted, looking at her body when Akari suddenly felt his hardness change angles, moving against her g-spot.
She stopped, gasping, her insides twisting, "what?" Akari gasped in a whisper, "what is that?" She moaned.
"My power" Joe began to thrust up, taking control of the twist in Akari.
Akari had to keep her mind straight. She grabbed his throat, pushing him against the bench. "Tell who the devil is" she rolled her hips violently, knowing she was moving there orgasmic bliss too, but she needed answers.
"What?" He looked up at her, shocked, but she paused, causing him to whimper. "Don't stop" he gripped on her hips.
"Tell me how you dominate, how you got the devil in your back pocket, tell me how you control him too" Akari started to rock again, causing Joe's back to arch.
"Because I gave the devil the world," he began to growl and yelled. "I gave Vinny the world" Joe shouted as he climaxed, taking Akari with him "Tes…" his voice drowned out just blood began to spill down his throat, drowning his screams.
Akari looked down at him, her insides twisting as her body climaxed and his body went limp. "Fuck" she shouted, her legs shaking from the orgasm. "Shit," she finally came down, looking at the dead body. "Fuck, now that's morbid" Akari stumbled to her feet, squirming as she accidentally pushing the barbell of the stand and destroying Joe's head, blood splattered against the window with flesh sliding down after it."That kind of works," she whispered, looking at the mess.
Akari quickly slipped on her pants, the fabric rustling as she hurriedly pulled them up. With a sense of urgency, she gathered the important documents and files from her laptop, stashing them securely. Glancing around, she knew she had to make a swift escape. Akari moved swiftly to the window, pushing it open and climbing out onto the fire escape. She began to ascend, scaling the metal stairs up to the rooftop.
Once at the top, she located the hidden cache-a bundle of clothes, a fake pregnancy belly, and a headscarf. Akari shed her current outfit, pulling on the disguise piece by piece. The loose, flowing fabric of the headscarf obscured her features as she secured it around her head.
She then strapped on the convincing prosthetic belly, blending into the character of a pregnant woman. With her old clothes in hand, Akari moved quickly to the edge of the roof and found a secluded spot to set them ablaze, watching as the evidence was destroyed. Satisfied, she made her way back down through the building, slipping into the elevator.
Akari watched the number flash past the different floors until it stopped, preparing her disguise to meet the public. She was encountered with an empty floor. She cautiously placed her hand in her pocket when she noticed a big brown envelope on the floor. Akari inched forward, aware of her surroundings until she picked up the envelope and stepped into the elevator, her mind still racing.
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Akari exhaled a sigh of relief as she spotted the club ahead. Swiftly, she made her way around to the back, shedding her disguise, the music pumping in the background. In its place, she donned a black leather miniskirt that accentuated her hips, a golden bikini that left little to the imagination, and a pair of striking stripper boots. Adjusting her bob hairstyle, she confidently strode into the lively neon club, seamlessly blending in with the servers. A man clad in all black, signaling towards the stairs, promptly placed a tray with two drinks in her hand which Akari ascended without hesitation.
Akari's boots confidently clicked onto the last step of the stairs, revealing a hallway that starkly contrasted with the lively club downstairs. The deep red walls adorned with gold finishes and bamboo accents exuded a captivating yet slightly unsettling aura under the soft glow of dimly lit lights. Approaching a pair of imposing black double doors with ornate gold doorknobs, Akari maintained her composure as she balanced the tray on her arm and rapped on the door. Without hesitation, the doors swung open automatically, revealing a grand room with marble floors, dimly lit by red lights and dominated by a massive textured stone portrait of a dragon. Seated at an oak wood table were Duri, Omani, and a group of men, exuding an air of authority and power.
Omani casually dismissed them with a wave of his hand, prompting the men to exit the room, their gazes filled with desire fixed on her. Unperturbed, Akari continued her stride further into the office, deftly setting the drinks on their table as the door smoothly shut behind the departing men.
"What the fuck did you do?" Omani was steaming. His smooth voice was strained.
"What?" She looked down at him, confused at his anger.
Duri pulled out the picture and showed Akari. "Our cleaning team went to go and clean up when they found him like that," he explained, his rage just behind his eyes.
"Sorry," Akari gave him a struggling smile. "I missed" looking at the bloody mess in the picture.
"What? No," Omani hissed, "you fucked him"
"So," Akari looked at the two men. "Oh, I got the information and a name" she placed the USB on the table and slid it over to them but still stared at her with disbelief. "Don't look at me like that. You wanted information that was the best possible way. You know this," she dismissed, "Looking at me like we both know as hitman, every part of our body is a weapon".
Omani turned sad, filled with pity. "you are a person, Akari," he whispered, the anger long gone.
A lump formed in her throat. "I got the information, didn't i?" Akari dismissed, hating the pity in their eyes, pleading in her mind that they would move on with the issue at hand.
Duri sensed Akari was uncomfortable. "Who was Joe working for?"
"Vincent 'the executioners' Phoenix" Akari, looking down at them.
Omani looked at the big brown envelope. "What's this?" He began to open it.
Akari crossed her arms. "I found it on the floor, in front of the elevator," she explained. "It was just laying there, on the floor," Akari explained with her hands.
Duri looked at Akari strangely and Omani stopped opening it. "What do you mean?" Duri questioned, eying Akari.
"I was making my escape as planned," she began to explain. "The elevator stopped at a floor and there on the floor was the envelope," Akari finished.
Duri placed his arms on the table, leaning in, while Omani continued his task. "So you got off the elevator to grab an envelope?" Duri asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah," Akari said nonchalantly. Duri gave her a look of disbelief. "What?"
"Nothing spells murder like an envelope waiting conveniently outside of elevator doors," Duri began to lecture her as Akari rolled her eyes. "Don't fucking roll your eyes at me" he stomped his hand on the table. "Or I will give you reason to roll your eyes"
"Is that a promise?" Akari leaned on the table, making Duri smirk up at her.
A gunshot rang out, narrowly missing Akari by an inch. It grazed her hair, causing her eyes to widen in shock.