Adrian

Adrian

“Get the job done real quick. We’ll be living in one hour.” Niko-fucking-lia voice rings in my ear as I drive my bike to Igor’s place. Am I going to kill him? Yes. It's either I die or he dies. I can't give up my life for him.

I grunt angrily, maneuvering my bike to his place.

I can't even think of running away after killing him. Fucking Nikolai placed a tracker on me. I don't know where. He made me unconscious, opened a part of my body, and planted a tracker there. I've tried looking for the spot, but I can't find it. I don't feel any pain either. Another grunt escapes my lips as I swerve my bike to a dark alley. I would make it quick and pay a quick visit to Larisa, my girlfriend. I know she'll be so worried about me. I can't even find my phone.

I pull up my bike in front of Igor’s house and step down. I catch sight of the guard. Annoying bastard.

“Where's Igor?” I ask, standing in front of him. I look unharmed, but I have a gun hidden. A silent pistol. I know Igor is alone in there, I'll kill him first before killing the fucker in front of me.

“Where have you been?” He asks instead, with a gruff look on his face. I hate him so much, I don't even know what his name is.

“Igor has been trying to call you. We went to your place and you were nowhere to be found.” He says with distaste in his eyes, he doesn't like me, I hate him too.

My jaw clenches at the thought of Igor coming to my place, Larisa lives there and it only means one thing, he must have met her.

“Is he in?” That's the question I asked for fuck sake.

“Yes. You have a lot of explaining to do.” He scoffs. I ignore him and walk into the house. Igor is in.

“Oh yes, Daddy!! Fuck..I'm coming!! Fuck me harder Daddy!!” I cringe on hearing the loud moan of a woman Igor is fucking. The sound of flesh pounding makes me want to throw up.

I can't wait for them to finish. I'll kill her as well. Too bad, she has to die riding an old man's dick.

I grunt, before kicking the door open.

“What the–Adrian?” Igor calls in surprise, he's sitting on a chair with the woman on top of him. I freeze upon seeing the blonde woman bouncing on and off his cock. In fact, everyone freezes.

“Fuck,” I curse running my hands through my hair. My girlfriend, my fucking girlfriend was fucking Igor, moaning like a slut, with drool flowing from the side of her lips. She was fucking naked in front of him.

“Adrian,” she calls in surprise, jumping off him the next minute as she runs to go get her sweater which she quickly wears.

“It's not what you think.” She stammers, her mascara and lipstick smeared on her face, making her look so disgusting.

“Larisa?” I scoff in disbelief. I was just away for how long? and she's already riding another man's dick. Larisa knows I work for Igor. She knows everything about me and how I work.

“I can explain-” she tries to take a step closer, but I move backward.

I came here for a mission, and I'm going to accomplish just that.

“It's exactly what you think.” Igor rises to his feet, tucking his disgusting manhood away.

“It's best you know. I've been fucking her for over six months now.” I stiffen.

“Adr-” Larisa begins but one look from me is enough to shut her up

What the hell? Six months? She has been cheating on me for six months.

“Your girlfriend is a good fuck, but that's not the reason we're here, right boy?” The corner of his lips lift in a cocky smile and I feel my blood boil.

I had been cheated on for six good months. My girlfriend has been fucking my boss behind my back and to think we have sex too, I want to throw up.

“Where have you been? Nikolai is not dead.” He gives me a hard look afterward and I roll my eyes before reaching for the back of my trousers to pull out my gun.

“You're the one that's ending up dead instead.” I hiss under my breath as I clock my gun, before pointing it out at him, I pause and aim the gun at Larisa first.

“Traitors have to die first,” I say with no hint of emotion in my voice as they both look at me in surprise, Larisa begins to say something but I don't give her the chance to finish and pull the trigger. My bullet ends on her forehead, and her body falls on the ground, blood spilling all over. She was going to die anyway.

“Adrian, don't do this. I own you!!” Igor roars. A wicked smirk appears on my lips as I say.

“No, you don't.” I pull the trigger, but I shoot at his crotch first. I need to blow off his cock.

His eyes opens in horror as he grabbed his bleeding dick. He's about to cry out for help when I shoot him in his head. I forget three of my bullets there. I would have buried it all in his brain but I have to reserve some for the fucker outside.

I walk out of the room, no emotion crossing my face, all my emotions died with that cheat. I was never born to harbor emotions in the first place. My father trained me to be a monster and the monster he created, killed him.

“Are you–” I don't even give the fucker a chance to finish and I forget the rest of my bullet in his brain before walking to my bike. Nikolai will take care of the bodies, my job is done.

I climb onto my bike, and I drive off in anger without any helmet. I just wish I could crash into something and die.