James & Alessandro Part 3

James POV

The air in the room turned slowly stale. My eyes shifted to the door as I heard a heavy sigh from the two men; seeing them face palming themselves.

"Cold?"

Every fiber in my muscle clamped up hearing the cold, menacing voice that came out calm and even but was about to snap. My head craned hesitantly to meet the bloodshot, colorful eyes.

"Cold?" Alessandro asked again, his eyes carrying a mixture of shock and barely contained anger at my ridiculous reason as his hand tightened around the neck of the guard who he was holding up in the air. The guard was gasping for air, his fingers clawing at Alessandro's hand as his dangling legs were kicking the empty air.

"B-Boss p-please forgive me." The guard begged, teary-eyed, his voice coming out of his restrained throat, sounding feeble and thin. The guard squinted his eyes in pain from his airway being cut off and with all of his strength, raised his trembling arm and pointed accusingly at me. "He made me do it. T-That bitch coerced me in to it."

I just quirked my eyebrows, amused at the teary man, a playful smile displayed on my face. "Well, excuse me for being such an alluring creature, but you're the one who kissed me so aggressively-"

"Shut up!" The guard let out a gurgle-like scream, silencing me. "You fucking cum-dumpster-bit- AGH!"

A loud bang followed by a bloodcurdling scream filled the whole room. I watched as a gaping hole slowly formed in the guard's left thigh; the blood gushing out from it. Alessandro mercilessly shot the guard's left thigh, his hand still clutched around the guard's neck. The guard's eyes rolled inside out and foam slowly oozed out of his mouth as he fainted from the mixture of pain and shock.

"Fucking vermin, you give them a promotion once and they suddenly act so high-fucking-mighty." Alessandro snide in disgust and threw the unconscious guard at the two guys who were viewing all of this, what seems like a normal occurrence, with a passive expression. My face matched theirs as I didn't feel an ounce of sympathy for that man, and not because he was an in-closet-homophobic-dick, but because I was about to kill him myself.

Alessandro pulled out a handkerchief and wiped away the blood splatters that landed on his hands and face with an unbothered expression. "Since that bastard called Bambino a bitch and was about to fuck him too, go feed him to the dogs. I am sure that they must be starving since their last meal." His snarling sounding order left no room for discussion as it was filled with unadulterated disdain.

The expression of the man who had the face features of a prince remained unchanged and silently nodded as he bended down to hold the arms of the unconscious guard. The other man had an annoyed expression. His eyes closed as the skin between his brows folded. He unfolded his muscular arms before letting out a sigh, clicking his tongue petulantly. "I'm not getting enough payed to deal with this shit." He grumbled lowly and bended down to take a hold of the unconscious guard's legs.

"Now, now, it's not like the other time when we had to clean up Aldo's mess," the blond-haired guy said as he let out a chuckle. "I mean, do you remember that one time when Aldo-"

"Do you remember that one time I hit you so hard because you were obnoxious?" The annoyed man's ancient hazel eyes glared at the other man as he cut him off. His brows were still furrowed, but a cynical smile could be found on his face.

The lost blue eyes met the hazel ones. "No? When did that happen?" He queried, tilting his head, confused.

The annoyed man's smile turned into a frown and he said with a warning tone, "Now. If you don't shut your trap."

The prince-like-looking man crinkled up his nose displeased at his colleague. "Who pissed in your cornflakes today?"

Their bickering kept on going back and forth as they lifted the unconscious body up and carried it away to its demise; closing the door behind them but not before the irritable man shouted, his voice carrying threat with it,

"You better don't turn the room in to a fucking mess Aldo!"

Alessandro's eyes were solely focused on me ever since he threw the shambled guard's body away. The veins on his neck twitching like crazy, trying to pump enough blood through his raging heart. His fingers, clamping and unclasping as if they were itching to kill someone. "Can't promise." He gritted out his ominous voice and my heart stilled before it started to beat again, but the rhythm was erratically.

The clanging sounds of the chains filled the room as my hands unwittingly tried to reach for the duvet to hide me under. Hiding myself from the impending doom that's enclosing on me.

'He's going to kill me.'

Without uttering a word, Alessandro stalked towards me and I jerked, feeling the beads of sweat forming on my forehead as I blanched.

"H-Hey mafia boy. Why the serious face?" With a watery smile, I attempted to keep my voice light, not wanting to give away that I was about to shit my pants.

He didn't respond. He stood now at the edge of the bed and slowly propped his knee on it. I felt the bed slowly dip and my muscles immediately tensed up.

"Alessandro?" I tried again with my feeble voice.

Silent.

'Shit, I am going to die. But I don't want to die! I am too young to die! I am too beautiful to die. You can't summon me to hell yet, Satan!' I was going hysterical in my mind.

My mind was warred with fear and doom when Alessandro was finally in front of me, sitting on his knees as he positioned himself over my legs. Leaning forward, he forcibly grabbed my chin in a way that made my lips purse.

I glanced wearily at his gun that was in his pocket and groaned inwardly.

'I guess if I am going to die anyway, then I should at least die like an assassin. Taking this bastard down with me.' I concluded, yielding myself to my inevitable fate.

"Since we're already in this position, why not kiss me before you end my life, hmm?" I hummed as I tentatively wrapped my legs around his waist. I forced my voice to come out proud and seductive, but at every word I utter, I could hear my heartbeat getting louder and louder until I could hear it reverberating in my ears.

He only stared at me with those unique eyes, studying me. I brought my lips closer to his and whispered, "Come on, at least let me die while kissing y-"

My eyes widen, feeling his lips being pushed into mine. His tongue exploring the inside of my mouth. I moaned at the sudden invasion, closing my eyes to focus on his perfect lips.

'Ugh, this is way much better than that guard's crappy kiss.' I felt my thoughts disappearing as the tingling and pleasure aches flooded my body.

The guttural growls that escaped from Alessandro's throat clarified that I wasn't the only one that was enjoying this.

Alessandro pulled away and stared into my hooded eyes; his grip still firm on my chin. He smirked, which made my heart jump.

'Maybe we should at least go all the way before we kill each other?' I considered.

His face slowly drew in closer. Thinking that he was about to kiss me again, I closed my eyes. But instead of feeling the warm, delicious lips, I felt two fingers being shoved in to my mouth. The sudden intrusion made me gag in reflex. I felt as how his fingers were skimming in my mouth, feeling every nook and cranny. I tried to bite on his fingers but his firm grip on my chin prevented it.

My hands formed in to a pair of fists, struggling to get out of the chains and push the bastard off me.

When his fingers touched one of my molars, Alessandro's smirk widens. "Found it."

My pupils dilated as realization kicked in. 'My chip!'

But it was already too late. With a swift movement, he pulled out the small chip, holding it in front of me between his index finger and thumb. Humming, he stared at it with an impressed expression as he finally let go of my chin and straighten his back.

"So this is how you have been killing your targets." His eyes shifted to me. "What's this?" He asked.

Clenching my jaw, I gave him a piercing, defiant glare, not saying anything.

'Damn it, that was my only weapon that they didn't strip me of. What am I supposed to do now!? How did he even know about it!?' I agonized.

Alessandro leaned in, piercing my heart with his icy look. "If you still want to be able to walk out of this room, then you better start answering me Bambino. Now." He voiced authoritatively.

Feeling my pride as an assassin shatter as I still wanted to live, I cast with defeating feelings my eyes down. Grumbling under my breath.

"Poisonous gas." I answered truthfully. "When I bite into that chip as I kiss my target, it will fill my mouth with poison and noticing nothing, they would inhale it, leading to their death." That's where I got my title from, Oiran or how those annoying slovenly from the underworld like to call me a succubus. The poison itself never harms me since I have built resistance towards many kinds of poisons. I can pretty much consume anything with no worry. It took many torturous years to reach this level, but I'm proud of it since I am the only one with this skill.

After moments of excruciating silence, I could feel the air turning menacing, stifling me. Frowning, I peered under my eyelashes to see what was going on. Terror washed over me, feeling the fine hair on the back of my neck standing up and my mouth running dry.

His nostrils were flaring. The thunder that was brooding behind those colorful eyes took my breath away and…

"Poison?" His voice that came out was calm but wasn't able to hide the uninhibited anger that came along with it was chilling, paralyzing my body with fear as I took him in with a wobbly smile and watery eyes.

I take it back Satan. You can summon me! Now even! Just take my soul before this monster butchers me!