The Business Room

The girls lead me down a narrow hallway, only being illuminated by a few lights. It really helped to settle into the serious atmosphere of whatever we were going to do. I don't really like talking business, but if you want to be successful in my job you've got to know how to talk business. 

We eventually made it to a huge room, with massive folders, computers, phones, and several firearms all lined up amongst the walls. It was nothing I hadn't seen before, but I could tell right away the girls were more than they seemed. 

Soon, Yhis began speaking. "I'm assuming you know full well that this isn't just a free stay with some attractive women, yes?"

"Yeah, I sure do hope it was the opposite, though." 

"You were hired to protect us because of your reputation as an enigma in the assassin world. You've completed several missions deemed impossible for regular assassins, and have been recorded to have the speed to dodge an actual human bullet." 

"What can I say, I'm fucking awesome." 

"Be serious, Cruz." Spoke to Brianna, who sat next to me. 

"Now, we need you to do us a favor. Recently we came into contact with a terrorist organization named 'Death Brigade'. Trixie, who is quite the fierce assassin herself managed to kill several of them, and naturally, they got fucking pissed at us, and aim for retaliation. Luckily, another organization took us in, but in return, we have to complete missions for them." 

"Not going to lie this sounds like a whole bunch of yapping. Why do I need to be here?" I said, shamelessly. 

"Don't you want to help a few hot girls in trouble?" 

"Do I look like captain save-a-hoe to you?" 

I was promptly met with a smack to my face, but it was well deserved. 

"My fault." 

"Here is where you come in, while we go handle the missions, we need you to guard this specific dorm, because a secret weapon lies here." continued Yhis. 

"This is kind of cliche...." 

"It's a shame a hunk like you can't shut the fuck up." Sighed Trixie. 

"Well, that's pretty much it. Just don't be a pervert and we won't blow your brains out, dude." finished Brianna. 

"Sounds easy enough, well, this was kind of overdramaticized, don't you think? You led me down this huge hallway, and the info here is kind of underwhelming." 

"Scarlett Raye." 

I instantly turned serious and looked towards her. How the fuck does someone like her know that name? 

"Rings a bell, doesn't it? He's the one behind 'Death Bullet', and his goal is to acquire said weapon we have hidden at this estate, now, this weapon gives the capability of instant death. You know full well what could happen if it falls into his hands, right?" 

"This dorm area is not your average dorm area," She continued. "It's filled to the brim with assassins and mercenaries like us."

"I see...so that bastard Scarlett is still good for nothing like usual. Nonetheless, how do you know about him." 

"He killed my sister." Answered Yhis.

"Ah, another cliche." 

I then got up, and stretched for a bit, before I calmly drew my custom-made pistol. The girls watched as I calmly pointed the gun towards my head.

*BANG* 

There was complete silence in the room, until Trixie broke the silence, "Cruz? Did he just...wait...did he just dodge a fucking bullet from point-blank? I thought that was a rumor." 

"This job is a pain in the ass, but at least it's with hot girls," I said, calmly putting the smoking gun back into my holster. I then walked over to Brianna, with a very important question in mind. 

"Which tattoo do you like the most? You have a shit ton." 

"The one on my ass." She answered, calmly

I was tempted to ask something else, but I decided now wasn't the time for such things. Me and the girls soon exited the business room and headed towards the living room.

 I'm not gonna lie, it was hard as hell to not look at Trixie's tits bouncing.

"Hey, Cruz, can I get a piggyback ride?" Asked Brianna.

"Sure, whatever," I answered.

And with that, I ended up giving her a piggyback ride as we traveled through the large estate, and I have to say, her boobs felt absolutely amazing on my back, but that's not a sexual comment, that's a compliment.

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I'm Cruz, I'm a well-known assassin, and I've got a gig guarding a bunch of hot chicks. They're all super cool and shit, but there's a catch, and it's a fucking big one. There's a bunch of people who are out for the girls and want to kill them, and apparently, it's all for a special weapon they have. Well, these guys are pretty bad news, so I guess I'll protect them.

They seem to all know who I am, and probably recognize me for my infamous speed and skills with guns, as they told me earlier that they wanted to hire me. So far, I haven't done much besides being a perv, but I swear, this job will be way more eventful later on.

The first girl is named Brianna, she's a pretty chill gal, she's got tattoos on her arms, her hair is curly, and reaches down to her shoulders, and she's got these nice, pouty lips. She has a pretty nice figure, which makes me wonder why she would bother hiring a guard to begin with. Her tits were massive, and I have a feeling she wanted me to look at them. She acts like a sweetheart, but I think she has a filthy mouth.

The second girl is named Yhis, or Yhisla. She's definitely my type, having black hair, and golden eyes. It completes the cold gaze she always wears. She also seems to have a huge scar on her neck, but it only serves to make her look more beautiful, like the other two. Her hair is short and cute, I kinda wanna take her for a spin, if you know what I mean.

The third girl is the real eye candy, she's got brown hair with purple highlights, and real amethyst-like eyes. She's not that big, but she's not small either. She wears a skull choker that matches the dangerous aura she exudes and a killer body that anyone could die for. Her name is Trixie.

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Well, that's pretty much the introduction of those three girls. They're all hot as all hell, and they're all actually really nice to me, not that I'm complaining, it's quite refreshing being treated kindly and not having them shit their pants. 

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After entering the living room, I tossed Brianna onto the couch, while Yhis and Trixie went to grab something to drink, which left me to talk with Brianna. I decided to sit down on the couch and leaned back into the cushions with my arms resting against the top of the sofa.

"So, Cruz. Are you like, single?" She asked.

"Yep," I answered, bluntly.

"Oh? Really, now?"

"Yeah, I don't have a girlfriend. I'm not the type of guy who can have a steady relationship."

"How come?" She questioned.

"Because I don't want to be tied down by someone. Besides, I'm a bit of a loner."

"So you're saying that if you found the right person, you'd change?"

I nodded and smirked. "Of course. I'm not the type of guy who wouldn't settle for a girl that's perfect for me, that'd be stupid."

She smiled, and scooted closer to me, our knees brushing against each other. "And who is this girl that's perfect for you, huh?"

Unfortunately, our little moment had to come to an end as a gunshot sounded and missed my head just by a few millimeters. I was used to things like this so all I could do was sigh as I looked at Yhis, who was smirking and pointing her gun at me.

"Not so fast dude." She grinned at me feverishly, as she calmly lifted her shirt up, and tucked her gun into her breasts. I looked at her strangely. Women are kinda weird every so often I guess.

"Dang, I thought I was gonna get to see some tits," I said, looking at her unfazed from

gunshot. Yhis smiled at me before she looked at Brianna and gestured for her to stand up.

"Maybe~" Her voice was smooth like silk, and I had to fight very hard to control the beast that lay inside my pants.

Trixie soon joined us," Hey, we've got a mission on our hands. Seems pretty simple, it's base infiltration."

I sighed, two cockblocks in a row. But, now that there was a mission I knew I had to think with my head instead of my dick.