CHAPTER 2- THE COMMON LINK
A slight pain seared up 47's arm as he raised his chin up to the exercise bar for the 96th time "96" he thought to himself. 47 had fallen asleep on the balcony while thinking over the events of the day before, he slept all through the night and woke up early when "rabbit" had started nibbling on his ear. He started the morning the same as every other one, with a full body routine. "97, 98, 99, 100" he winced to himself and dropped lightly to the ground landing on his feet. As he rose up he turned to face himself in a full body mirror, examining his entire upper body "God didn't give you this body, you did" he said to himself aloud "Don't ever take that for granted". Years of training since not long after being able to walk had given him a slim, but by no means scrawny, build made which appeared as if it were made almost entirely of muscle, the last time he had been given a health checkup his body fat was only around 3 or 4 percent, definitely no more than 5 though. While stretching to ease off the pain from the exercise the phone suddenly rang.
"Hello" 47 spoke into the receiver.
"Hey, Romero, it's Cameron".
"Oh, hi Cameron".
"What have you been up to since we last met?"
"Well, yesterday I assassinated a mob boss"
"What?, I thought you were trying to lay low, besides it's not like you need the money"
"It's not the money, I was bored is all, I've been sitting in this house for weeks, I just needed to get out for a while"
"Why don't you come down to a club with me and some business friends tonight"
"You know I hate nightclubs Cameron, there just a bunch of pseudo homosexuals in ridiculous get ups dancing away to monotonous music, don't those people have any dignity?"
"You have to lighten up Romero, just because you're a killer for hire doesn't mean you have to be so tense and uptight all of the time"
"You have to stop telling me what to do" 47 snapped back at Cameron.
"Whooaaa, hey I didn't mean it like that, I was just worried you might go crazy or something"
"Sorry" 47 said, albeit with a similar tone as before.
"By the way, when was the last time you had a woman?"
"I don't know" 47 said with a tone as if he wasn't really interested.
"Well I could set you up with a date if you're interested"
"Depends"
"There's this woman, I've known her for a long time, she came here to Sicily around the same time you did, her name's Christie"
"Yeah?"
"The last I was talking to her she seemed in a similar predicament as you"
"As in how?"
"You know, really bored"
"Wellll I'm not really sure"
"Trust me on this one, she's really good looking, so if you don't like the personality at least you can look forward to the sex"
"If she's as good as you say she is then why aren't you with her?"
"Nahhhh we're just friends, we don't see each other in any other light"
"Well okay but only if she's interested"
"Great, so long"
With that 47 hung up the receiver and walked out onto the balcony. "What have I gotten myself into now" he muttered to himself.
MEANWHILE IN ANOTHER APARTMENT IN SICILY
"I wonder what he's like" Christie thought to herself as she stood in front of a full body mirror wearing a silk robe. Cameron had rung her and asked if she was interested in meeting a friend of his. Christie had keenly accepted as she wasn't interested in being stuck in her apartment any longer, it was a man Cameron called "Romero". Slowly she undid the sash and let the robe slide off her smooth body and onto the floor. Smiling to herself She inspected her physical appearance, while dressed only in a small white bra and matching thong panties, "You really are gorgeous Christie" she whispered to herself softly, and it was absolutely true her breasts were perfectly rounded and while they weren't huge they were definitely ample, they were also incredibly firm for real breasts, in fact she virtually didn't need a bra to hold them up because they did that themselves. From there her chest led to a slim waist and flat tight stomach, followed by perfectly rounded hips, holding up this beautiful structure were a set of long, lithe, tightly muscled legs. Lining her entire beautiful body was incredibly smooth vibrant skin. "If he's not pleased when he sees me, he's either gay or crazy" she giggled to herself. Christie had been with men before but it was never anything beyond sex, she enjoyed sex but love was something she had not yet managed to find from any of the men she had been with before. "Damn, I should have asked what he looks like" Christie cursed to herself. Shrugging that thought off she left her room and stepped in to a leisurely warm shower, letting the water run over her face and hair she thought back to the man she had seen from the night before "I almost forgot about him, he was so striking to the eye" upon that Christie felt a feeling surge through her like nothing before "Damn it..what the hell is going on, every time I think of that guy I get that feeling, I haven't even met him, hell I probably never will, I wish I could just forget I even saw him" but Christie knew somehow deep down that it wasn't possible.
END OF CHAPTER 2
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A slight pain seared up 47's arm as he raised his chin up to the exercise bar for the 96th time "96" he thought to himself. 47 had fallen asleep on the balcony while thinking over the events of the day before, he slept all through the night and woke up early when "rabbit" had started nibbling on his ear. He started the morning the same as every other one, with a full body routine. "97, 98, 99, 100" he winced to himself and dropped lightly to the ground landing on his feet. As he rose up he turned to face himself in a full body mirror, examining his entire upper body "God didn't give you this body, you did" he said to himself aloud "Don't ever take that for granted". Years of training since not long after being able to walk had given him a slim, but by no means scrawny, build made which appeared as if it were made almost entirely of muscle, the last time he had been given a health checkup his body fat was only around 3 or 4 percent, definitely no more than 5 though. While stretching to ease off the pain from the exercise the phone suddenly rang.
"Hello" 47 spoke into the receiver.
"Hey, Romero, it's Cameron".
"Oh, hi Cameron".
"What have you been up to since we last met?"
"Well, yesterday I assassinated a mob boss"
"What?, I thought you were trying to lay low, besides it's not like you need the money"
"It's not the money, I was bored is all, I've been sitting in this house for weeks, I just needed to get out for a while"
"Why don't you come down to a club with me and some business friends tonight"
"You know I hate nightclubs Cameron, there just a bunch of pseudo homosexuals in ridiculous get ups dancing away to monotonous music, don't those people have any dignity?"
"You have to lighten up Romero, just because you're a killer for hire doesn't mean you have to be so tense and uptight all of the time"
"You have to stop telling me what to do" 47 snapped back at Cameron.
"Whooaaa, hey I didn't mean it like that, I was just worried you might go crazy or something"
"Sorry" 47 said, albeit with a similar tone as before.
"By the way, when was the last time you had a woman?"
"I don't know" 47 said with a tone as if he wasn't really interested.
"Well I could set you up with a date if you're interested"
"Depends"
"There's this woman, I've known her for a long time, she came here to Sicily around the same time you did, her name's Christie"
"Yeah?"
"The last I was talking to her she seemed in a similar predicament as you"
"As in how?"
"You know, really bored"
"Wellll I'm not really sure"
"Trust me on this one, she's really good looking, so if you don't like the personality at least you can look forward to the sex"
"If she's as good as you say she is then why aren't you with her?"
"Nahhhh we're just friends, we don't see each other in any other light"
"Well okay but only if she's interested"
"Great, so long"
With that 47 hung up the receiver and walked out onto the balcony. "What have I gotten myself into now" he muttered to himself.
MEANWHILE IN ANOTHER APARTMENT IN SICILY
"I wonder what he's like" Christie thought to herself as she stood in front of a full body mirror wearing a silk robe. Cameron had rung her and asked if she was interested in meeting a friend of his. Christie had keenly accepted as she wasn't interested in being stuck in her apartment any longer, it was a man Cameron called "Romero". Slowly she undid the sash and let the robe slide off her smooth body and onto the floor. Smiling to herself She inspected her physical appearance, while dressed only in a small white bra and matching thong panties, "You really are gorgeous Christie" she whispered to herself softly, and it was absolutely true her breasts were perfectly rounded and while they weren't huge they were definitely ample, they were also incredibly firm for real breasts, in fact she virtually didn't need a bra to hold them up because they did that themselves. From there her chest led to a slim waist and flat tight stomach, followed by perfectly rounded hips, holding up this beautiful structure were a set of long, lithe, tightly muscled legs. Lining her entire beautiful body was incredibly smooth vibrant skin. "If he's not pleased when he sees me, he's either gay or crazy" she giggled to herself. Christie had been with men before but it was never anything beyond sex, she enjoyed sex but love was something she had not yet managed to find from any of the men she had been with before. "Damn, I should have asked what he looks like" Christie cursed to herself. Shrugging that thought off she left her room and stepped in to a leisurely warm shower, letting the water run over her face and hair she thought back to the man she had seen from the night before "I almost forgot about him, he was so striking to the eye" upon that Christie felt a feeling surge through her like nothing before "Damn it..what the hell is going on, every time I think of that guy I get that feeling, I haven't even met him, hell I probably never will, I wish I could just forget I even saw him" but Christie knew somehow deep down that it wasn't possible.
END OF CHAPTER 2
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