Through blurred eyes I saw Runa bit into the strawberry that was drenched in my cum. After not being able to cum for 3 times because of a strawberry in my pussy , I feel Ike I might pass out.
"Ty vyglyadish' tak krasivo, kogda konchayesh', det...
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"You called," I said, walking into Keith's office to see Ethan there already. "Yes I did, now have a seat Ms. Calloway" he replied sternly. This is bad. Usually, he's calm and collective but now, I know we're in deep trouble. He also called me by my last name, so I know for sure we're fucked.
"So I'm aware you both killed someone" he said, standing up to look out the enormous window behind him. Keith isn't serious right now is he? Killing people is our job, it's what we do for a living.
As if Ethan read my mind, he sat up and walked towards the table placing his two hands on it and spoke "Killing people is our duty sir" "As a request, yes but as a choice, no" he shouted "You can't just go around killing whoever you feel" he added
Keith turned around and stared at us with a serious look. "But we didn't kill anyone sir" I argued standing out of my seat. He sighed, pulling out his cigarette box and taking one out lighting it. He then took a small picture and placed it on the desk in front of us.
I walked towards the desk and picked up the photo. My eyes widened. No way. This is the guy I killed and left on Esmeralda's couch Sunday.
"Looks like you know him, Miss Calloway," he said, his voice low and cold. "N-No I dont" I stuttered. Shit, he definitely knows I'm lying now. "Then why'd you stutter just now" Keith walked around the table and closer to me and stepped back.
I dared myself not to break eye contact, if I do he'll suspect I'm hiding something. Ethan shot me a confused look, unfortunately I hadn't told him I killed someone else already, so he doesn't know about the guy I left dead on Esme's couch.
"Runa what the hell were you thinking killing him"Keith yelled slapping the picture out my hands. " I didn't kill him sir" I argued. I tried my best not to fumble on my words again but it was hard. Keith's intimidating gaze and the way his jaw clenched, I know for a fact he'll kill me right here in this very second.
My back hit the wall and Keith was now a few inches away from my face. His hand curled into a fist and he punched the wall behind me but the side closer to my face. "You have five fucking seconds to tell me why you killed Bentinck's son or this will be your face". he threatened.
Again my eyes widened and a gasp was heard escaping Ethan's mouth. Bentinck is the C.E.O of the biggest assassin organisation, and he's been trying to track us down for a while now.
You see, being a hitman is highly illegal and with the murder and missing cases rapidly growing, he caught on that there may be hitmen killing people. As a hitman, we kill people as a request and we work in the shadows not wanting to be seen.
Unfortunately a year ago one of the hitmen went to work, little did we know it was a trap set by Bentinck and his men. They kidnapped him and tortured him until he revealed where we were. Bentinck's men ambushed the place.
