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Being the proud mother that she was, Nika couldn't remove the smile from her face as she and Madison walked through the department store. Madison noticed the elated expression on her mother's face.
"What?" she asked Nika.
"I'm just so happy! We're shopping for a dress for your first school dance. It's a mother and daughter moment..it's lovely!" Nika put an arm around her.
She grinned, "It is. I-uh-I hope Derek likes my dress..I mean, when I find the right one."
"He will, you are a very beautiful girl. But what matters is what you think of the dress, ok?"
"Ok," she nodded, "This is a date, right?"
"Yes, why are you unsure?"
"I've..I've never been a real one before. At least not with someone my own age and not for money," she lowered her head remembering her days as a prostitute.
She felt for her daughter and lifted her chin with her index finger, "This is different, and you are different. A date at your age is suppose to be fun! Just talk about school, music, TV, books, movies and anything else you want," her voice became firm. "But no kissing and definitely no touching, it's a first date. He is not your boyfriend yet. You are too young for one, understand?"
Her mother's dark gaze scared her, "Yes, perfectly," she was still curious, "but when can I have a boyfriend?"
Nika took a moment to decide what age was appropriate, "Fifteen BUT only if you keep your grades up and do your chores."
"All right…how about kissing and touching?"
With a deep exhale, she answered, "Kissing is fine but touching and sex..those can wait. You want to go to college, right?"
She cracked a smile, "Yeah, I wanna be a doctor."
"Well getting pregnant before you are ready to will make it very hard for you to reach that dream. So even though it is your decision, I think you should wait a while before making love. It should be with a good guy who loves you," Nika told her.
"I know," she nodded, "but how long should I wait?"
"It's up to you but you have to understand, teenage boys even the nice ones..they are horny bastards."
Madison laughed and added, "Sorry but it was funny."
"It is," Nika giggled before regaining her composure. "Seriously, if he is pressuring you by saying that if you really loved him you'd do it or telling you how he wants to spend the rest of his life with you..run from him. He is only after your body and is trying anything to get to it. If he is in love with you, he will wait," she told her. "And waiting? Kissing is ok in the first month but touching and everything else..wait three months."
"Why?" she picked a dress off a rack looked at it then placed it back.
"If he stays around for that long he is honorable and in those three months he will fall in love with your heart and mind. Your body is only a part of you. You're a beautiful gift and should be treated that way," she stroked her face.
She touched Nika's face, "Thanks. What if I feel like I'm ready to..you know?"
Nika dreaded that question but knew it had to be dealt with, "Then you talk to me first. If you really believe that you are, I will help you get birth control and he will have to a wear condom. If he refuses, don't do it."
"How will I know when it's the right time?"
The first time she and Agent 47 made love came into her mind "Making love is supposed to make you and your lover closer, emotionally and physically. There should already be a strong bond between you both because then making love will be beautiful and it'll feel amazing," she smiled.
Madison knew she was thinking of Frank, "And that's why it's called 'making love'?"
"Yes. But if you've been fighting, or you feel like you have to do it to make him stay with you or you feel sad about yourself. Or you think you will feel complete as a person..it's wrong," Nika shook her head.
"That makes a lot of sense. Don't worry though," she held her hand, "I won't be doing that... again, for a long time. I want..I want what you and Frank have."
"Really?" She asked and cocked her head.
"Yes, you two are so close and I see the way you look at each other, it's sweet and special," her smile was small but dulcet.
Blissful warmth filled her; she liked knowing what her loved ones thought of her and Agent 47. She gently squeezed her hand, "Thank you and you should want that for yourself," a pink gown caught her eye. "How about this?"
Her blue eyes became wide with wonderment, "I love it! I'm gonna try it on!" she held it against her slim figure before heading for the dressing room.
With a pleased smile, Nika followed her daughter, "Wait for me!"
The doorbell brought Edward Russell to the front entrance of his home. He recognized the man in the peephole.
"Greg, welcome to my abode," Edward offered his hand to Agent 47.
He shook the 45-year-old's hand and concealed his reluctance, "Thank you and the pleasure's mine."
"It's always nice to meet like-minded people. So, follow me to my office. That's where I keep my merchandise," he smiled and led the way.
"I look forward to seeing your inventory," he replied.
Once they entered his office, Edward opened the video and photo folders on his computer, "You prefer little boys, right?"
He held his composure and answered, "Yes."
"Well you're in luck my friend," he opened the folders containing pornographic videos and photos of young boys. Smiling he asked, "Perfect, right?"
The instant his eyes went to the computer's monitor he suppressed the urge to vomit and kill Edward right then and there, "Yes."
"Payment?"
Agent 47 placed the briefcase on the desk and opened it showing the pedophile the stacks of one hundred dollar bills.
"Just perfect," he hungrily eyed the money. "Hand me the flash drive and it'll all be yours. Would you like to see my other collection?" He connected the drive to his computer.
He wasn't aware of what Edward was talking about but went along with it, "Of course."
He eagerly went over to the large bookcase and flipped the light switch four times. The faux bookshelf pulled to their left and what it revealed floored Agent 47.
A windowless bedroom with three sleeping young boys was the bookshelf's hideous secret. The oldest child couldn't have been older than eight while the youngest was at least five. Edward proudly walked into the room and knelt down next to the youngest child.
"This is Joey; I got him yesterday at the playground. His mother was too busy blabbing on her cell to notice. Isn't he beautiful? He's certainly delicious, I know," Edward brushed Joey's short black curly hair and licked his chubby face.
"Yes," even though his face was blank he was seething with rage and disgust. The client had been unaware of Edward's penchant for collecting actual young boys and so, it wasn't mentioned in the file that he had sent Agent 47. He looked forward to making the pedophile pay.
"Is the drive finished saving?" He stood up and returned to the office.
"No," he looked at his mouth and said, "I'm sorry but you have a very large piece of food in your teeth. And I need to use your bathroom."
"How embarrassing, I just had breakfast and don't be sorry. You can use my bathroom first," he headed out of the office
"No, you should. I insist," he followed him. He slowly reached into his pocket and took out his fiber wire.
He opened the door to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, "What? There isn't anything in my teeth."
"I lied," he immediately wrapped the wire around Edward's neck and fought the urge to kill him. The client wanted the pedophile's death to be slow, excruciating and humiliating. Agent 47 was going to oblige despite his personal feelings.
When Edward stopped struggling and passed out, Agent 47 brought his body to the bedroom. After retrieving rope from his briefcase, he tied his hands and feet to the bed posts. Using his combat knife, he stripped Edward, fully exposing him for the degenerate that he was. To wake him, he placed a smelling salt underneath his nose. Before he could open his mouth to speak, Agent 47 stabbed both his lungs rendering him speechless.
Agent 47 looked straight into his eyes, "Joey is the last child that you will ever hurt," he nearly growled before slowly cutting off his genitals. His lips drew into a satisfied smirk at the pain he was inflicting on the pervert. From his pocket he removed a small bottle of acid and poured it onto his victim's crotch.
The pedophile could only manage to cry and barely wheeze in agony. His killer walked away and locked the bedroom door behind him. He felt his lungs collapsing and his need for air grew urgent. Between his legs, his open wounds burned. As the life slowly drained out of him, Edward wondered who his killer really was.
He returned to the office and repeatedly flipped the light switch next to the bookshelf. Joey sat up in his bed when the bookshelf pulled to the side.
"Who are you?" Joey asked him.
His voice was soft, "Come here, I won't hurt you," he knelt down and held out his gloved hand.
Little Joey walked forward and took his hand, "Where is the bad man?"
Tears teased his eyes when he looked at the child's sad face, "I made him go away. He won't hurt you anymore."
He slowly nodded, "I miss my Mommy and Daddy."
Agent 47 picked up the cordless phone from the desk, "Tell the operator about the bad man. Then you will see your Mommy and Daddy again," he dialed 911, "I have to go now."
"Bye," he waved to him.
"Goodbye Joey," he held up his hand before he finally exited the house.
When he saw the coroner's truck join the police cars in front of Edward's house, Agent 47 watched with pride. Then he removed his wig and prosthetic nose before driving away.
After thanking Carl for opening the car door for her, Madison stood next to her mother and said, "I only needed one dress but thanks for buying the others."
"Madison, you're a girl, you can never have too many dresses," Nika answered wearing a grin.
Elaine came out of the house and helped Madison with her shopping bags, "Hello ladies, how was shopping?"
"It was so fun! I can't wait for the dance tonight," Madison said as she headed towards Elaine.
Nika was about to answer but then her eyes went to the Audi parked in front of the garage, she only knew one person who drove one. She felt a flutter of anticipation in her chest.
Smiling, Elaine said to her, "He's in the backyard with Tiska and Lena."
Without hesitation Nika happily kicked off her heels and ran to the backyard. It's had been six weeks since she had seen or heard anything from Agent 47, it felt like an eternity.
The red balls soared in the air with the two Labradors in eager pursuit. Agent 47's sharp senses alerted him and he turned around then grinned. His beautiful lover was charging towards him. He captured the lovely image in his mind and heart. Never in his life had he ever thought his presence could make one person so ecstatic.
He effortlessly caught Nika when she jumped into his arms and covered his waist with her long legs.
"Nika," he managed to say but was cut off by her kiss. He gladly reciprocated and held her close.
She linked her arms around his neck and ceased their kiss to speak to him, "Welcome back."
Before he could reply, Mai appeared at her bedroom's balcony beaming with joy, "Oh my God Frank, I love this camcorder! Thank you!" she jumped and held up a silver mini camcorder.
Madison appeared next to her wearing a black silk kimono, "This kimono is soo beautiful! Thanks Frank, I just adore it!"
The cheerful looks on their faces pleased him, "You're welcome girls."
Mai took Madison's hand, "Come on Madison, I can record you wearing your new dresses! It'll be like a fashion show!"
"OK!" Madison let her little sister lead the way back into the house.
"You didn't have to buy them presents, but thanks," Nika graciously pecked his mouth.
He stroked her cheek, "I was in Tokyo. I thought of them."
A soft smile touched her mouth once she heard how her hitman had thought of the happiness of her daughters. Her lips hungrily met his.
He spoke in between kisses, "Nika.."
"What?"
"Bedroom..Now," he sounded desperate.
His need for her filled Nika with delightful desire and she smiled at him, "Take the elevator, it's faster."
He set her down on the ground and held onto her hand as she brought him into the house. Once the elevator doors closed, she pushed him against the wall while her lips crushed his mouth. Her eager hands pulled his white dress shirt from his black slacks.
"Not here," he told her after reluctantly stopping their kiss.
Her left hand gently gripped his neck while the other loosened his red tie, "I know, I just want to save us some time. I missed you. Did you miss me?"
The same lethal hands that had taken hundreds of lives lovingly held her face, "Yes," he decided not to hold back and spoke again, "very much."
Seeing the longing in his dark stare made her feel cherished and honored. She showed her gratitude by planting a small kiss on his thumb.
His lover's soft lips almost distracted him from the elevator's alert beep.
With unbridled passion in her eyes and voice she told him, "I want you to show me how much you missed me."
"I intend to," he said with subtle confidence which only heightened her arousal. He scooped her lithe body off the floor and quickly paced down the hallway.
After frantically removing each other clothes, they continued to kiss as she rested her back against the bed's many pillows. His lips traveled to the special area on her neck.
"Oooh," she exhaled and placed her hands on his firm oblique muscles, "Right there…"
His left hand slowly made its way past her breast down her tight stomach before settling on its intended destination.
Once she felt his long strong fingers caressing and penetrating her, she released an animalistic moan and moved her hips against him.
Pleasing her gave him a new sense of pride that he couldn't derive from his work or anything else in his life, he loved it. He then moved his lips to her perfect breasts as his right hand removed one of hers from his torso and held it against the pillows. His fingers interlaced with hers and her nails pressed into the back of his hand.
"Whaa..What about you?" She groaned feeling a tremor of ecstasy traveling through her veins. "I'm about to.."
"Ssshh..I want you to…" he told her then continued kissing her breasts.
The selflessness in his words and actions brought her over the brink into total bliss.
His mouth returned to her lips while his hands cupped her face.
She gingerly pulled her mouth from him and leaned her forehead against his, "Make love to me."
Before he could respond, her legs wrapped around his body, her hands took a hold of his back and with all her strength she pulled him into her. A sharp sigh escaped his mouth when he felt their bodies meld together.
Her emerald gaze locked with his and she savored the sight of pure pleasure on his face. His fingers began combing through her chestnut tresses as he passionately kissed her. To her surprise, she climaxed first allowing her body to revel the sensations passing through her. Moments later, she watched her hitman do the same.
All his senses relished the sweet release that overcame him. As he tried to catch his breath he lay next to her.
She playfully rolled on top of him and placed her chin on his chest, "I see that you've done some more reading," she slowly chuckled.
He smirked and retorted, "I've barely shown you what I've learned."
The temptation to find out pulled at her but she knew that it would have to wait, "I'd like to see but I have to get dressed. Trent, Anna and Bryce are coming over," she got off of him.
He watched her flawless figure move around the room, "You have plans?"
"Yes, Madison's school has a Valentine's Day dance tonight. We're all going to get her ready," she slipped on her lace panties and opened her drawer, "I'm chaperoning. By the way, you ripped my favorite bra..not that I mind," she flashed him a smile and put on a lavender bra. Then picked up the pale purple sundress off the floor and stepped into it.
"Chaperoning?"
"Yes, I'm supposed to stop the students from doing what we just did except on a dance floor in the school's gymnasium," she winked at him before returning to the bed and turned her back to him. "Help me?"
He hooked her bra. His fingertips grazed against her shoulders and then he zipped up her dress.
A chill traveled up her spine, she didn't think him dressing her would also be a turn on. She faced him, "Would you like to come with me? You can stop all the boys just doing your scary stare but that's all you can do," she warned him.
He didn't give it a second thought, "I'll go," he sat towards her and held her waist.
As she embraced his neck, she looked at his face then slowly kissed his moles. She was overjoyed to have him with her and wanted to soak in every moment.
His eyes closed and he inhaled, taking in the feel of her lips.
The doorbell rang.
"That's them. I'll be in Madison's room," she tenderly kissed his mouth then walked out.