Chapter 15

                                    

                                          
Chapter 15
                          
*WARNING*
THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS UNSETTLING FORMS OF TORTURE. IT IS A VERY SMALL PORTION BUT JUST TO WARN READERS. THIS IS TO SHOW A LITTLE TASTE OF HOW TWISTED THE MAIN CHARACTER HAS BECOME DUE TO HER PAST. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THIS TYPE OF CONTENT. READ RESPONSIBLY AND VERY CAREFULLY. THERE WILL BE A SMALL SUMMARY ON CHAPTER 17. Thank you. 
                          
~Drew's POV ~

                          
    I made my way backstage after finishing and closing the auction. I was trying to hurry back and change before anyone tries to talk to me. Seeing Francos face made my blood boil, that backstabbing bastard. I was making my way towards the back and someone grabbed my arm. Being Vanessa I couldn't act rashly, I smiled with relief when I saw Hot heads face. 
                          
'You look breathtaking.' He said with so much admiration and something else? He leaned in for a kiss but I stopped him. I didn't want him to keep pushing to break the walls I worked so hard to build up. And he seems to have a gift for tearing them down without even touching them. I instructed him to meet me at the hotel to buy me time to contact my client.
                          
I didn't get a chance to say goodbye to Mr.Kray, but I know he understands why I leave so suddenly. I was dropped off back at the hotel and I made my way to the security room. I went in the room quietly two security guards  were there. I grabbed my gun from under my dress and hit the first one on the back of the head with my gun. Once the other one shot up at me, I grabbed him by the collar and used his own weight against him, he fell to the ground and I made sure to make my body follow him to the ground making sure the impact was hard enough to knock him out.  I stood up and grabbed my small purse that slipped off my shoulder. I took out the small device that lets me hack into the system and make the camera keep rolling without actually recording and projecting what happens in real time. Once I was done I researched the security guards, I wrote down the names of their families and their home addresses. I grabbed another paper and wrote three words. 
                          
'Nothing happened tonight'
                          
I left the room and went straight to the elevator, I made sure my gun was properly loaded and made sure my knifes were in place. I took one and made a slit on my dress, allowing my leg to show up to mid thigh. I called my client and told him to send the car through the back of the hotel. I made sure to let him know she will be harmed but not killed. And he was fine with it, he wanted to personally handle her. 
                          
The doors opened and as I walked through the hallway I heard a commotion in the room so I picked up the pace. I unlocked the door with my spare key,  entered the room as quietly as I could. 
                          
'Come on lets have fun now, Ive waited long enough.' As soon as I heard those words my blood boiled. How dare she?! 
                          
I kept my cool and walked slowly towards them, she pushed him onto the bed getting on top of him, ready to spread them. Which only angered me more, a sinister smile came across my face at the thought of how bad I was going to torture her. I walked close to where she left her purse at the coffee table, clocked my gun and pointed at the back of her head. She knew what was coming and it just made it more enjoyable for me. 
                          
She got off of him and tried to grab her purse but I had gotten a hold of her gun before she even reached half way. I think ill shoot her with her own weapon once im done with her. 
                          
"You, get up and go to the balcony and close the door." He knew I spoke to him. And did as I said picking up his coat. 
                          
'What?! Your not going to do anything?!' Her shocked face disappeared quickly once she figured he didn't care for her. I waited till he closed the glass door to speak.