Rose POV
"You ready sweetheart? I got a job for you. It's not as fun as you usually like, but I think you will enjoy it either way" Adrian said to me after I picked up the phone. "Finally, I'm getting bored" I replied, getting up to check the clock. 10 o'clock at night. Not too late for some fun.
"Aww Little Huntress, are you bored to death without my company?" Adrian chuckled, laughing at the thought of me being so dependent on me. God, over my dead body.
"Of course, I just can't survive without you next to me or doing your dirty work. Without you my life is empty." Adrian just laughed at my sarcastic response, knowing full well I found tons of fun without him.
I just needed information and I could go. "Give me a name and what he did."
"Ralf Trent. Owes me money. A lot of it," Adrian said briskly, knowing I would want to get to business soon. "I'll deal with it. I'll give you details later." I knew it got him excited when I got to his place and gave him all the hot details.
I got up and headed into my closet. I knew this guy. Trent was a douchebag who liked to play with girls, beat them and leave them. I've been waiting for a chance to get some revenge on him.
I went for my usual outfit and when I looked in the mirror I was surprised to see myself staring back at me. I had on my dark black skinny jeans that made my body look okay, to me. I had on a plain black tank top tucked in with my black leather jacket it over. I grabbed my belt and hooked it threw my pants. As I walked over to my closest I thought of which ones would be best for this guy. I looked at my wall and picked out my five favorites, each with a beautiful intricate R on the surface of the blade. I also grabbed two of my shurikens, not my best but definitely one of my favorite weapons. I put my babies in my belt and took one last look in my mirror. Putting all my hair up, I put the final touch on: a deep red wig with long straight hair. Grabbing my riding helmet, I walked out of my apartment not bothering to lock the door. It may be a really bad neighborhood, but the people around here know me. They would not do anything.
I hopped on my bike and made the girl roar. I sped off to the bar I know he likes. As I got there I slowed down and saw him there in the alley. I rode my bike down and stopped suddenly. He looked scared to death, but tried looking tough. It was difficult when he all he saw was hell in a helmet walking towards him.
He was backed up against the wall now and I put my helmet on my motorcycle which was idling for me.
"Who are you girl?" he asked looking me up and down. I could tell he saw something he liked. "I like you I could always take you home, be one of my girls," Ralf said, winking at me. I had to try and fight the nausea that rose in me.
"Sorry," I said as I ran one hand down his arm and let my other grab a shuriken from my belt, "I'm already Adrian's girl." His eyes barely widened as he recognized who I was when my right hand struck out, making a long thick gash from his left temple to the corner of his mouth. As soon as it happened he let out a scream and I laughed.
"Now do you know why I am here?" I asked him, wanting to make him feel the same pain he has inflicted.
Ralf just whimpered. I knew I would have fun with this one I struck out again this time making double slashes on his arm, one going deep into his arm and the other just tearing bits of his shirt. We continued like this for a while, my adrenaline lowering.
I had just finished carving my signature R into his cheek, my way of signing my handy work. I knew I was close to done. "Now promise me asshole, you will pay Adrian back. Soon. And the next time I hear about you laying a single hand on a woman I will personally comeback and castrate you," I told him in a sweet voice laced with venom. He was so scared it was almost pitiful.
"Please, I swear I will, don't hurt me," he whimpered at me. I sneer at him, knowing what a worthless human he was. I turned my shuriken around in my hands one more time before swiping it as fast as I could across his face.
That was when I heard it. "HEY! What is going in?" A gruff accented voice. Russian most likely. Wait did he just yell at me? I looked over at him making sure I kept my bored composure. It was dark so I couldn't make up any if his features except that he was giant, like 6'7". He was walking towards me and I put up a hand to tell him to stop walking. He looked at it and paused for a moment before continuing. He was still far away so I did what I had to. I knew I had to leave before he got to me.
I took my shuriken and threw it forcefully at him. It hit him in the shoulder and was enough to stop him from coming any closer.
I leaned down and spoke quietly to Ralf, "You will heed my warnings and pay Adrian. Soon."
I turned, threw my helmet on and got out of there on my bike, not looking back. I was a little mad at getting interrupted early but I got my message across. I couldn't believe I left one of my shuriken with the giant foreigner though.
I made my way back to a shitty part of Portland and parked my bike next to my apartment building. It was old and falling apart, but I just needed somewhere to sleep, I didn't care.
I walked up the stairs, skipping the first one knowing it wouldn't hold. Once I got to my door I opened it threw my keys on the table and slammed the door. Done. I'll come by in the morning with all the details ;) I text Adrian. I looked at the clock- 1 in the morning. I didn't think I was actually out that late. I must have riden longer than I thought.
I kicked off my boots and hung my jacket over a chair in my kitchen. I put my wig back in its place in my closet. After, I made my way to the bed and lied down, hoping sleep would come to me. I was wrong. Instead, I remembered the first time I Adrian trained me.
"This is my house," Adrian said slyly. I couldn't believe it. "More like a freaking mansion," I muttered under my breath. Adrian's grin grew into a full blown smile, pleased to have impressed me. His giant gates opened and we drove through and up to a modern yet elegant palace of a house. I had no idea what to think except that he must be filthy rich. I wonder how.
"Well Little Huntress, follow me. Bienvenue à votre nouvelle vie," Adrian said to me. I had no idea what he said. "What was that last part?" I asked, hoping he would explain. "I said: Welcome to your new life," he explained, " and by the way, you're going to have to learn French." I gaped at him. How am I supposed to learn a whole other language?! Adrian just smirked at me, "come now. You can meet my personal body guards." As if magic, two boys who actually looked about my age showed up in front of us. In the foyer, they both looked very cute. Both were built very muscular, tall but not giants. One had bright red curly hair and a boyish smile. The other had light brown/blondish hair with a look that said he and the other were very similar in their joking nature, but took their jobs very seriously.
"Little Huntress, this is Mason Ashford," Adrian said gesturing to the red head, "and Eddie Castile" he said and the other one waved. "Guys, this is..." Adrian looked lost, like he forgot he never asked my actual name. He stuck with Little Huntress. I cut in, "Rosemarie Hathaway. But call me Rose." Adrian smiled along with the boys.
"Well Mr. Ivashkov, you always know where to find the beautiful ones," Mason said, looking at me like a kid who just got a puppy.
"Mason," Adrian scolded, " how many times do I have to tell you to call me Adrian. I am 20, not 40." Mason looked down embarrassed while Eddie laughed at him.
"Well let's see what you can do Little Huntress," Adrian said walking away with Mason and Eddie. I had a feeling I would get along with those two quite well. I followed them and we went down a spiral staircase into some fancy gym with everything someone could want.
"Stay here Parum Venatrix," Adrian said as he walked out.
The boys looked at each other with a sly smile and let out a small laugh. I gave them a confused look. Eddie was the one to answer me, "well Rose it looks like you already have a name and know what you are going to do." If possible I just got even more confused and it must have shown on my face because Eddie explained further. "Parum Venatrix means Little Huntress in Latin. With a lot of Adrian's business, people don't use their real names, as safety. I have a feeling you will definitely have a job that will require a different name, therefore Venatrix-huntress-is what we'll call you. I'll let Adrian explain the rest." Just as Eddie finished, Adrian walked back in black sweatpants and a light gray tanktop.
For the first time I noticed that Adrian actually was rather muscular-not bulky but lean. He handed me a pair of small black shorts a and a pastel pink tank-top with a smirk. I guess it was a good thing I wore a sports bra today.
"You can go in the other room and change if you would like," Adrian said like he wanted to talk to the two boys alone. I decided I would let them talk, "okay, I'll be right back." I walked past a couple of the weights and through the door. What I found surprised me. It was like a giant locker room, complete with larger than average lockers and fancy chairs that took the place if benches. I quickly shrugged off my jacket, sweatshirt and shirt, putting on the tank top he gave me and sweatshirt I had. I also took off my jeans and put on the shorts which were indeed extremely short. I have a feeling he grabbed them on purpose. At least I was shaved.
I walked back into the gym and found that Mason and Eddie were both also in work out clothes. As I got closer, all three boys turned to look at me. Mason and Eddie smiled at me and Adrian gave me a weird look, glancing at my sweatshirt. I really hoped he wouldn't ask me why I was wearing it or to take it off.
"Well Venatrix, let's see what you've got," Mason said to me. It was going to take a while to get used to this whole name thing. First they led me to an indoor track where I ran 4 miles. They were all impressed with my time, not knowing that I actually worked out and liked gym class.
Next was weight training, which was not as impressive as my laps but still better than what they expected. I still managed to give them 20 chin-ups though. After, we finally got to weapons they taught me how to shoot accurately, and use a knife effectively. As soon as I saw their arrangement of bladed weapons I was a goner. It was like I had gone to heaven. They had told me earlier that everyone that worked for Adrian had a specialty. Well I had found mine. Any and every instrument with a blade. I think all the boys noticed my fascination and let me admire them. Mason and Eddie with admiration and a little bit of fear, Adrian with pleasure and what looks like a little bit of uneasiness. I knew I would fit in well here.
Coming back to reality, I remembered how quick I picked up on everything I needed to do to work for Adrian. They said I was a natural and were surprised I was so good. Thinking about how well I was doing sometimes, I fell into a deep sleep plagued with the voice of a Russian.
I woke up early this morning, at 9 o'clock. I know, I know, that is not early for most people, but when I am used to waking up at 12, anything before is 11 early. I knew that today I would head to Adrian's to let him know how it went last night. I got up, and began getting ready for the day. I started the water, and while I waited the 5 minutes for it to actually warm up, I picked out my clothes. I chose a pair of black lacy underwear and bra, a black dress with a sweetheart neckline and ended mid-thigh, with pair of new shiny combat boots and my ever present leather jacket.. I would look cute and deadly. I jumped in the shower and quickly washed my hair and body, shaving anything that needed to be shaved, dried off and put my clothes on. I added black mascara and eyeliner with a deep purple lipstick, knowing it would drive Adrian mad. I strapped and concealed my holster on me and added one of my cooler knives and added the finishing touch: my red wig. I didn't really like wearing it, but as Venatrix I had to hide my greatest asset: my hair.
I grabbed my keys and sped off down the familiar route on my motorcycle. I got to the grand gates that kept the rest of the world from entering Adrian's home. I parked my motorcycle by the fountain in the front and jogged my way to the front door. I knocked twice and was granted with Adrian's beautiful shining face- the one that says he woke up 2 minutes ago and wants to kill whoever knocked on his door. Once he realized it was me he did his usual sweep of my body to check for any injuries, and then did another to check me out and see what I was wearing. Once he saw my choices his eyes widened and he looked much more lively...everywhere. ONce he glanced at my lips and saw how plump and enjoyable they looked, he all but grabbed my hand and dragged me into the house.
"Well don't just stand there Little Huntress, come in and relive your wonderful night, from start to finish," he said, winking at me. I could tell how excited he was just thinking about me going out there and doing his dirty work, fixing his problems. I think it was his version of a housewife. He brought me into his living room, where there were multiple large couches and an enormous tv. the couch we sat on was white soft fabric that screamed intense money. He sat down and pulled me down on top of him so he was sitting there and I had my knees on either side of his hips, my thighs straddling his body; it was a good thing this dress is stretchy. He wrapped his arms around my waist and mine went around his neck. We locked eyes and I almost got lost in those emerald green pools. I leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, and moved my lips to his ear. "Well first, I hunted him down in some dirty alleyway, and parked my bike. I left it waiting for me to ride it again," I whispered in his ear and purred the last few words as I bit softly on his ear, letting my teeth lightly graze. "Et puis [And then]?" He growled as his hands grasped my hips.
"I took my favorite baby and carved him up good," I whispered as I stopped to kiss his bare shoulder, "I told him how I don't like it much when boys hit their girls, and that h it was not very polite for him to assume I would be his girl." Adrian let out a low growl at that. He hated when anyone thought they could have me, even when there was no chance in Hell of it happening.
"Don't worry, baby," I whispered, leaving a trail of kisses from his shoulder up his neck and just behind his ear, sucking on that sweet spot that got a groan out of him, "I showed him that I was your girl. He is going to have a permanent reminder as I left my signature nice and deep on his cheek. He screamed nice and loud for that one." I moved my hips against his and immediately found myself no longe straddling him but on my back on the couch. He leaned down, pressing his lean body against mine and passionately kissed me. I took his bottom lip in mine and sucked lightly before letting it slip between my teeth, knowing it would drive him mad. His tongue traced my lips, asking for permission to enter- something that I would gladly give to him in this moment.
Our tongues fought for dominance but eventually his won, sliding and tasting every bit of my mouth. His lips moved down and attached themselves to my neck where he sucked and nibbled at the sensitive parts. I couldn't help the moans that came out of my mouth as his fingers dug deeper into hips, causing pleasurable pain, and mine dug into his shoulders, trying to keep myself together and not show how wild he actually drives me. "There is more to tell, my dear. I can see it in your lust filled eyes," Adrian spoke as he moved his face in front of mine. one hand cupped my face while the other wrapped itself around my neck and into my hair.
His lips moved back to leaving hot, open mouthed kisses along my jaw, while he moved his hips against mine. I could feel how hard he already was and knew this next part would probably drive him crazy. "He begged and pleaded with me to stop," I all but whimpered at the feeling of him against me, "but I got interrupted by some-" Adrian cut me off, his head jerking up, eyes blazing with anger, directed not at me, but at someone who thought they could interrupt my fun. "My dear, who intruded on your special time?" he asked rather carefully. "Some giant ass Russian. It is okay, I was nearly done, but I did manage to throw one of my shuriken and get him in the shoulder," I said against his neck, somewhat nervous if Adrian would be mad. Instead he full out laughed he replied with, "I expect no less Little Huntress. No less." And we resumed where we left off, leaving hot kisses everywhere, teeth grazing skin, and hips moving in synchronization. He shifted us so that he could get his hands in my jacket and began sliding it off, as he left a hickey right on my collarbone.
"Adrian," I said with my voice hard. He should no better than to try and take off my jacket right now, especially somewhere we could be easily interrupted. "Sweetheart, you are going to have to get over it sometime. You are absolutely beautiful. Every single part of you no matter what," He murmured in my ear, "unless there is something else you need to tell me about last night or the nights before." I could tell he was a second from becoming very serious, so before that could happen I made sure to reassure him. "I am absolutely fine. There is nothing that you need to worry about," I said quickly. "Rooose," adrian said sternly. Shit he used my actual name. "I promise," I said and gave him a deep kiss while my hands moved to his lower abdomen and gently rubbed circles. This seemed to have made him forget about it temporarily, though I knew the situation would come up again later.
One of his hands gently made there way up my dress, sliding over my knife, I felt him get even harder, and up to trace the edges of my underwear- his touches were so soft it was driving me mad. I growled and flipped us, putting em on top and him on bottom where i ground my hips into his at a much faster pace. And then the impossible happened.
There was a knock at the door and neither Adrian nor I stopped to see who it was. Eddie awkwardly said, "Boss there is guy here to see you. Want us to send him in orrrr…" Adrian grunted in response to something I did but I hoped Eddie took it as a no. Adrian and I never really went all the way, he had other girls who would please him like that, but I was the only one who could tease him and drive him mad like this. I reached down a hand and stroked him through his pajama bottoms as his hand brushed painfully slow against my core. That's when I heard an uncomfortable clearing of the throat and strangled chuckles from who must be Mason and Eddie. I glanced up for a second to see who they thought was worth intruding on us but as soon as i saw the man i jumped up, grabbed my knife and crouched in a fighting position between the Russian who had seen me last night and Adrian.