Shadow Of The Mob (Closed)

Mayu

Ghost Of Who I Was
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Vincent Saint was her target, Vincent Saint was to pay for what ever crimes he had committed. She did not care anything of this man, all she knew was to kill him without being seen. Which was her specialty, she was the best woman for the job, the rest were men that knew nothing of stalking there own sex. She prepared herself for two days, practicing the route she was to take, making a note on the amount of people in the area. Until finally the day had arrived, looking into her reflection she no longer saw the same Anna Conner that she saw when she was younger. Her eyes had so much sadness in them, her own demons seen within her eyes, her eyes the gateway to her soul. The green in her eyes always the kind to look deep into the souls of man.

Her body looked so gentle like a glass doll ready to break, her body, every curve perfect. As she stood up her black outfit seen now, she wore a black tank top with a short sleeve shirt trench coat over her, leather pants that showed every curve of her body. Black boots that go up her leg to her knee, laced and ready to go she looked at her guns and sighed. "Well I ever be free from him?" She said softly. She hated to kill but it was a job. Her green eyes cast upon her reflection once more as she headed out and to the spot where the hit was to take place. Each walk was almost like a hundred miles, her long breaded brown hair moving with her aggressive walk. A walk that showed she was a woman on a mission so to speak, the kind of person that was in a hurry. Her boots not making a sound as she found the Alley where she was to attack him.

Getting into the shadows her face now covered so only her eyes could be seen those deep green sad eyes, she smirked some her gun loaded, locked and the silencer on, she waited for the right time she could hear her heart in both ears waiting, but how he reacted as if he knew she was there, but how? she was well hidden and silent.
 
Vincent Saint, godfather of the Saint cartel, and one of the most dangerous men on the east coast ran easily across the slick New York Pavement. The sidewalk was slick with ice and snow, but he paid them no mind. His breath formed a fine mist as he moved, his body in an easy rhythm across his usual route, passing by Beneli's coffee shop for his morning coffee, and then heading back to his home, a large Brownstone in little italy. As he moved past an alley something caused a tingle in the back of his head, and he glanced sideways, seeing the gleam of a pistol, and dropping to the pavement as it went off.
 
She came out from her hiding place ready to shoot once more "You are lucky I hardly ever miss" She stayed away her eyes the only thing seen besides her figure. "Any last wishes before your brain matter is forever going to change the side walk?" Her eyes her only weakness, her heart was as cold as ice but her eyes always kind even to the enemy, she pulled the hammer of the gun back ready only one light press to the trigger and it would be all over.
 
He stared into her eyes, his own cold as he spoke, his tone flat, and totaly unemotional.

"Firstly, I am the head of the most powerful mafia family in New York. If you kill me they won't rest until you're dead. Second.....I can double whatever they're offering. Thirdly..."

There was a click as his own gun came to bear on her stomach.

"I don't miss much either."
 
She looked into his eyes seeing the coldness in them she sighed some "Its not about money, thats how it started, thats how it always starts....." She didn't know what to do. "All I want is my freedom and a choice, I know who you are your one I didn't ever want to kill because ive respected you, still do, long time ago I saw what you did for a teenager, you gave her enough money to help her you have compassion even tho you do what needs to be done, and do you know what happened to that teenager sir?"
 
He considered her coolly for a moment, rising to his feet, his eyes searching the planes of her face. His hand remained firm on gun, unwavering as he stepped closer, his dark eyes narrowed as he considered her.

"Yeah, Anna Conner. Word on the street is she went west. I kept an eye on her for a while......made sure nothing went amiss. Times change though. Lost track of her bout 5 years back. Why?"
 
She nodded "A lot can happen to someone in those five years" She put the safety on her gun and stuck it in her pocket. Her hands falling to her sides "It was rough, five years without any help, it was when I was offered a job that I thought everything would be ok, but I was young and foolish, and now my boss owns me. "I am that little girl you helped so many years ago, the city no place for the homeless, always getting mocked, so much pain I had to face alone, if I didn't want to live as much as I do I never would have done what ive done and almost did to you"
 
Vincent nodded, considering her story, and then carefully putting his weapon away, stowing it.

"You made a mistake and now some piece of shit owns you, and decided to send you to kill me? Hmmm...well we can deal with that, I assure you. Tell me who he is, and I'll have him dealt with by morning. No sicko is going to try and take me out in my town and get away with it. I'll even offer you a job with me....I need a new bodyguard. Old one got taken out last week. Probably to soften me up for you."
 
She looked into his eyes she removed what she wore over her face, as her shoulder length brown hair her eyes a deep green, she tucked her gun away as she walked over to him she sighed a bit looking up at the sky "His name is Dante Valentino" She said softly and she took out a picture giving it to him. "Id like very much to have that job, but why would you give someone sent to kill you a chance to protect you?" She crossed her arms kindly.
 
"Because they'd only hire the best to take me out, and the best will work for whoever pays them the most. I'm willing to pay quite a bit for my life."

Vincent turned, and slowly began to walk by the street, letting Anna follow along beside.

"Opening pay will be 50k per year. You will be with me at all times. Protection is the priority, but if anyone attacks me......you take them down. I own the cops in this town. We clear?"
 
She walked beside him matching his strides as he walked and nodded "Yes Mr. Saint" She said with a smile on her face. She was happy to work for the man that saved her life when she was a teenager, she sighed a bit hoping that she could truly protect him, there was only so much she could do, she smiled looking back at him.
 
Happy by the response, Vincent led the way back to his high dollar apartment, and mad arrangements for her to use a room down the hall from him. For the next several weeks things went fairly normaly, with her accompanying him on all his outings, a constant shadow for him. One evening he asked her to join him for dinner. A lifelong bachelor, he rarely ate with anyone else, and was looking forward to a fine meal with what he had toadmit was a beautiful woman.

Stepping into the dining area, he seated himself, and tucked the napkin in his lap, waiting for her to come in.
 
Anna felt protected in his company even tho she was the one that did the protecting. But he had people around where they were and because of that she could actually have a nice time there. She was surprised that Vincent wanted her to join him for dinner. Of course she said yes, took a shower and got into a dark red dress. Was a bit high over her knees and a bit low just showing a tiny bit of cleavage but very subtle. The sound of her shoes could be heard as she walked gracefully, she smiled seeing Vincent and stopped for a minute. She bit her lip, she liked Vincent and was nervous she didn't do dinners or dress in a dress. She walked over by her chair as someone was there to help her sit.

"Good Evening" She said softly "Thank You For Asking Me To Have Dinner With You"
 
Vincent smiled, reaching to a glass of wine, and then toasting her.

"It is realy the leas ti could do Anna. You have done an exceptional job of protecting me. I appreciate it. I think you'll enjoy the food. The chef was trained in Tuscany. Best italian food short of rome."
 
She toasted to him as well in a kind gesture "Im sure I will enjoy" She said softly. "I enjoy the simple pleasures in life since ive not had many" Anna found herself lost in his eyes. God what the hell was she doing? She was flirting with an older man her boss, she shook herself mentally as the food was brought out she had never smelt such lovely food. She sighed happily looking at him.

"You know in the time ive been hired I don't feel like im protecting my boss, it feels like im protecting my friend....my best friend" She said softly.
 
Vincent smiled at her comment, though he also felt mildy uncofortable by conversation. She almost seemed to be flirting with him...

I'm almost twice her age....its absurd....

"I'm glad you're here. Anna. I love spending time with you."

He ate with her in near silence, both of them enjoying the fine fare, and he trying to keep his mind off of her dress, which he had to admit she looked ravishing in. He hoped she didn't notice his glances towards it....
 
She smiled "So many things she wanted to say to him but she said nothing, she sighed silently, sad. She loved older men and really cared for him, she noticed he was glancing at her which she had to smile but made sure he didn't know she knew he was looking at her. She ate like a lady and didn't like the silence but she didn't say anything. Why was she such a damn chicken?

"What would you say if I said I liked you, and I don't mean friendship sort of thing...." She looked down "I know of the age difference but...every time you look at me, you make me feel like im worth something.."
 
He was surprised..no astounded by her conffession. Never in a million years would he have thought she thought of him in that way. And yet....and yet he could not say he disliked the idea. She was beautiful, exotic, and he felt the same way about her. Just having her around had brightened his days. Smiling, he answered.

"I like you two Anna.....I just wasn't sure how to tell you. I know I'm not the best looking guy out there........but the way you look......the way you smell.....hell even your voice drives me crazy."
 
Anna smiled "I dunno I have to disagree your rather handsome" She said softly as she placed her hand on his, gazing into his eyes she sighed happily, feeling like everything in the world was perfect. She was happy finally she had stopped being so damn afraid, her other hand went to move her bangs away from her eyes.
 
He smiled, reaching his own hand to cover hers, stroking the warm flesh slowly as he looked into her eyes.

"Well.......this is going to complicate matters," he stated dryly.

"Why don't we retire to the study...I have an excelent brandy that I've been waiting to share with someone special."
 
Anna nodded "id like that" She stood up as she walked beside him to the study. She felt the warmth of the room and it made her feel more at home, sitting down in one of his leather chairs one leg over the other, she watched him. "How would our feelings complicate things? We wouldn't have to tell anyone, it could be business when out of the house its not like im going to scream that im in love with you id keep that in the bedroom" She giggled trying to make him smile and loosen up.
 
He smiled at her answer, and then on an impulse leaned over the edge of the chair, kissing her passionetly. After a moment he parted and then smiled, running a hand down her bare leg displayed so tantalizingly before him.

"Why don't you join me on the coach by the fire Beautiful. I don't think we could both fit in that chair."
 
She smiled looking at him, she was taken back by the kiss, she felt the passion in the kiss, she was happy, a smile on her face, when he pulled away she felt his hand on her leg and nodded, going to the couch and joined him. Looking into his eyes she felt that she knew love now. He was everything to her.
 
He gazed gently into her eyes, the light of the fire reflecting from her verdent orbs. He reached down, gently taking her hand, and kissing it softly, knowing as he did that the love he saw in her eyes was reflected in his own softly brown gaze. His hand softly stroked he skin of her hand, his calloused hand running softly over the pale expanse of her wrist.

"You are very beautiful Anna."
 
Anna felt his touch on her soft innocent skin, she watched as his strong hands stroke over her flesh. It was then she knew she had always wanted this. Her green eyes gaze into his, seeing her own reflection in his eyes, hearing his soft breathing as she felt herself blushing. "I find you attractive as well Vincent, very handsome" She said simply but as her words lingerer a little bit she knew perfectly what he was thinking.
 
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