Ava The Assassin

Ava

 She has an innocent face and a smile that will make a man look twice, her hips are like the goddess of death and when she sways them, men drool and want to feel what is in between. Her name is Ava. No other name because she was an orphan picked from the streets of Tripoli the capital of Libya after the civil war that ravaged the country.

Ava is trained as an assassin by one of the deadliest groups in the country trying to take control of the oil-rich African country. On this particular night, she was standing at a junction just by the corner of a well established night club and bar with just a skimpy skirt and a top showing a lot of skin when Abdul Rahman one of the most notorious warlord convoy passed by and stopped after just a few meters from Ava. The tinted dark window is slid down a few inches and a hand backend her to come.

Ava approaches swaying her hips." Yes?

"Get in the car now, Abdul Rahman barked in a baritone voice with a hint of malice.

Ava climbed in and the convoy moved on immediately Abdul Rahman placed a large hand on her lap and shifted it upward but Ava stopped his hand a few meters to her home of pleasure." Not here and payment first, she told him in a sultry voice.

Abdul Rahman snarled and nearly backhanded her but stopped himself not to ruining a beauty he planned to ravage, he wanted to see beauty, not a bloody face and so he smiled." How much?

A thousand dollars, she replied five hundred now and the other after.

Abdul Rahman drops a thousand dollars in her hand and smiles." There will be more if you please me well.

After getting to his particular room in one of the best hotels still standing in town, Abdul Rahman wasted no time in pulling Ava to him and started undressing her, he was glad to see what was underneath those flimsy clothes she wore and his desire leap up to the point of him nearly getting released from just imagination and quickly mount her.

Ava was all coy and moan pretending to be giving as much as she was getting but could do nothing since she had a mission. She deftly rolls on top of Abdul Rahman and starts swaying her hips, Abdul Rahman can't help but close his eyes and moan.

Ava seeing his eyes close raised her hand to her hair where she hid her dagger and with a swiftness plugged it straight down towards his throat, but was stunned when Abdul Rahman's hand flashed in a blur and hit the dagger out of her hand and with one swift hand backhand her to the face and Ava went sprawling down on the other side of the bed.

Abdul Rahman stands up and glares at her, " You aren't the first to try bitch, I always know what you are.

Ava stood up wiping blood from her chin and turned to face him and was shocked to see him with a sword, how and when he got the sword she had no idea.

"You knew and you still take me with you, why?

Abdul Rahman laughed and it was like a rock striking another rock" Oh I just want to fuck you before I killed you such a shame to waste a beauty.

And without a word he attacks her. Ava was quick but not fast enough and he swung for her head which she moved at the last instant seal past her and part one of her nipples. She hiss in pain and watches as the blood flows from the severe nipple.

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