HEZA The girl who has attractive features that captivate everyone in just one look, but be careful with her smirk, it is deadly. Once she gave you a smirk that means 'You will die.' You wish you could not see the curve in her lips. If you do... RUN!
Chapter 1
PAID MISSION: KILL THE ALPHA
HEZA'S POV
I am alive, but dead.
I can not feel happiness or sadness. I am numb, even pain does not want to be with me. They leave me. Alone. Broke. Suffering. The reason why I can not feel myself anymore.
But there was something I could do. I felt like killing someone when the curves in my lips formed. I had no idea what had happened in my past that kept replaying as my nightmare, but the scenes and images were blurred.
I was sure that was the horrible experience I had that I might not want to remember because it would give back all my emotions. I was good with myself now, no feelings at all.
No heart. No attachment to anyone. Just pure killing.
It was early morning when I went to the bathroom, undressed myself and went to the shower immediately. I wanted to avoid the reflection of myself in the mirror. I hated to see the scars in my body that made me like a monster. A beast who could easily cut the life of people, werewolves or even vampires. They did not deserve to be alive.
I let the water flow all over my body. I looked up and felt the coldness of the liquid, relaxing me, soothing my entire system. I cleaned my body with soap while my eyes were closed. I did not want to see the cause of my numbness.
When I was done, I decided to go in front of the mirror. I looked at my eyes, nose, and lips. That was perfectly fine, just do not look at the scar in my left lower corner lip. The memories of a guy forcing to kiss me popped up in my mind. His face was blurred and that made me more angry. I gritted my teeth and closed my fist. I was giggling in madness as I stared at the mirror intensely.
My gaze went down to my frontal view, my chest was fine, but my belly had a long cut of scar in a straight horizontal line. I had plenty of scars to show, but no one would see this, except me.
My curves were intact, attractive like a woman who was a virgin. I had no idea if I was still because my memories were unclear.
How would I know if someone takes advantage of me?
I just woke up with just the memory of my name. Heza. Everybody called me that. The only thing I did not forget.
I grabbed the towel and rubbed my long hair, down to my collar bone, chest, belly-all over my body. I dried myself before grabbing my underwear and wore it. I held the white sleeveless shirt, raised my arms, and put it on. I gasped at the end of my shirt and pulled it down. The next was my black pants and boots. When I was done, I looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was messy. I never combed my hair so what I did was fuse it with the black band. Then the last, I held my silky leather jacket. Take note of my sunglasses.
Done.
I moved out from my little house and ran faster, going to Draven. The man that paid me to kill someone. Today, he had a special task for me.
When I got into his place, everyone was looking at me. There was admiration to their faces, but no one wanted to block my way or greet me. They knew me.
"Don't come closer to her." I heard one of the guards warning his fellow guard.
"Why? She is freaking beautiful! I will just get her name and invite her for dinner. Is there a law saying no to-"
"She is a murderer! Before your hands touch her, you are running out of breath!"
I heard what they were talking about, but I ignored it. I hated wasting my time so I continued walking to the hallway. Draven's room was at the last door. I looked at the door for a second and then knock three times.
"Who's in there?"
"Heza."
The door immediately opened. I marched with my hips swaying. I never let him speak to grant me permission to sit. I sat on the couch recklessly and let it bounce. I crossed my thighs and stared at him with my eyeglasses.
"Hey, Darling. Can you take off your glasses so I can see your angelic face?" Draven moved closer to me and was about to kiss my lips when I grabbed his hands and twisted. "Ouch! Easy!"
"I hate wasting time. What do you need?"
"Fine, fine! Get off your hands! Ouch, it hurts!" He glared at me while his teeth were giggling.
I removed my hands and pushed him harder, which made him sit on the couch in front of me.
"I told you, Heza. You should use the potion to hide your red eyes during the day! You are stubborn. I will get you-" He was about to stand up when I stretched my feet, leaning on his thigh to make him stop standing up.
"Don't make me repeat what I said." I held my eyeglass and brought it to the table. I grabbed the hot tea that was now releasing a cloud of smoke in the air.
"Fine! I have one huge mission for you." The smirk grew on his lips. "You need to kill the alpha of the Bloodline Kingdom."
"Give me one reason why I should do that?" I sipped the cup of tea again. I could not feel the temperature of that.
"Because I will pay you handsome rewards. You can now move in bigger house and g-"
"Not satisfied." I stood up and was about to step, walking away from him when he held my hand. I looked coldly at his digits holding mine. He trembled in fear when he saw my emotion.
"Sorry." He raised up his palm, surrendering. "What am I saying is that I will pay you and don't worry... you are not killing innocent werewolf-"
"Werewolf?" My jaw clenched while my palm slowly closed in madness.
My anger for the blood of werewolves was high because in my dream they killed my family.
I sat again on the couch and stared at him with the fire in my eyes. "Tell me the details."
A deadly smirk formed on my lips. "I will kill him after the painful torture."
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