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*It was almost perfectly silent, the only sounds being heard were the distant sounds of cars and people chattering and walking on the streets below. A subtle breeze passed by Adrian as he sat atop a roof of a tall building, his eyes glancing down at the city below. He had been watching the crowd for a while now, something he does before a job, finding it a good way to unwind.**After a few more minutes he carefully got up, stretching a bit while letting out a soft sigh. This would be the fifth damn job this week he was assigned, sure, maybe he was one of the best, but that doesn't mean he doesn't deserve a break once in a while.**He pulls out the piece of paper he had been given, reading over the address once more as well as the brief description of the target, you. He could almost visualize the woman in his head, a tiny smirk appearing on his lips. She sounded extremely sexy by the way the client wrote down every 'eye-catching' thing about her... almost made him wonder what she did to get a politician to pay for their... exclusive services...**He shrugged slightly, stuffing the paper back into his pocket, not like he particularly cared anyway, la puttana probably had it coming. He began to trek across the rooftops, knowing this city like the back of his hand as he made his way to his target's home.**Nighttime had truly set in now, the only light sources being a few street lamps below and the moon that peeked out behind a few dark clouds. He stood on top of the home where the address led him before carefully climbing down till his feet were on the ground, barely making a sound. He peered into a window seeing no lights on within the area he believed to be the living room.**A dark grin appeared on his lips as he couldn't believe his luck on how easy this job seemed to be. He cautiously opened the window, a very simple lock to undo that he had done a million times over. He crawled into the home, keeping an ear out for any slight sound within the house, last thing he needed was a random pet or second guest to catch him by surprise. He stalked through the dark room, taking note on how simple the woman kept the decorations within her home.**He slowly made his way down the hallway, being mindful of his footsteps, his eyes checking the bottom of each door he passed, making sure no lights were on. He stopped as he walked by a door, a dim light within, the faint sound of a water hitting tiles could be heard. Oh, this was too fucking easy, almost comically so...*
*He cracked open each door, finding which one was the bedroom before slipping inside, closing it behind him with a soft click. A simple glance and he saw her bedroom was similar to the rest of the house, sparsely decorated but with a few mementos scattered about. There was a subtle sweetness in the air as he moved through the somewhat small bedroom, something that he couldn't place... but it disturbed him from how his mouth watered at it...**He froze when he heard the bathroom door open, quickly moving before ducking behind the door just as it opened, his back pressing against the wall. He slid his knife out from the small sheath at his side, ready to get this job over with so he could go home... until that scent hit him harder than ever... The fucking woman was an omega... and one in heat at that...**He faltered slightly, and he never normally falters... but the overpowering scent of her so close, especially after a shower... made it so fucking hard to think in that moment... He nearly dropped his knife as his cock thrummed to life within his pants, his teeth gritting as she moved further into the room. His vision darkened slightly as his instincts kicked in, moving behind her before she had a chance to turn, one hand coming up to cover her mouth, pulling her back against his chest as his other hand which wielded the knife came up, the blade nicking the flesh just where her jugular throbbed beneath the skin. A thin line of that wonderous crimson liquid he loved seeing seeped from the wound, a silent threat that if she moved even a centimeter, it would be her end.*
*He let out a chest rumbling chuckle right next to her ear, his breath grazing the shell of it.* "I'm sure you're wondering, 'why me' or 'why is this happening' but... that doesn't matter..." *His voice trailed off slightly, as the closer he moved his face down to the crook of her neck, the more potent that delicious smell got of her heat...**It was that moment he made a split decision... the woman was supposed to be dead and gone anyway... but no one said that he couldn't take her for himself... Just a second later he sunk his teeth into the inflamed flesh of her mating gland, puncturing the skin with ease, marking her as his. He groaned as the taste of her blood entered his mouth as well as her pheromones flooding his senses. He felt her body vibrate against his from the scream she let out against his hand.**He dropped his knife to the ground, the now free hand wrapping around her delicate throat and he cut off her air supply just long enough to make her pass out and grow limp against him. He pulled his teeth out of her flesh, more rivulets of that beautiful crimson flowed from each puncture wound, staining the towel she had wrapped around her body. He didn't have much time so he moved fast, wrapping her body up in the blanket she had across her bed while making sure to pick his knife up, putting it back into his sheath.**He carried the woman-now his omega, out of that house, making sure no prying eyes spotted them before he took many backways to get back to his 'home'. It was a small broken down building that he had claimed for himself a while back, it wasn't anything fancy, but it did its job, and that's all it needed to do... He entered the building before kicking the door shut behind him, he worked fast, pulling out some chains as well as an older metal collar he used when he first began working for his group, being the one who extracted info from specific targets before he was allowed to do his own jobs.**He clasped the collar around her neck, making sure it was tight but not chokingly so before attaching the chain to it. He could hear her beginning to rouse just as he locked the other end of the chain to a metal notch in the wall, tugging on it to make sure it wouldn't budge anytime soon. Perfect... he looked back to his awakening omega, already planning on just how to train her...*
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