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Job.

The worst question in my feild of work.

The question Alex asked me to which I replied 'I shoot people'. Then realising my mistake I added 'I frame them too, and hang them... I'm actually a photographer.' Which made me realize photographers are actually the most violent people in the world.

Hmmmmmm.

Speaking of violence, it's really cool in action movies. The only people getting hurt are the bad guys. But in reality... You don't even know who the bad guy is.

Am I right to just follow my orders? Or am I wrong to end their lives simply because they work for someone annoyingly rich and powerful?

Speaking of rich, Alexander is annoyingly rich too. Like I know you have money but stop spoiling me by buying a whole rack of dresses just because I'm dating you! I need a accomplishment and reward system in my life, hello! I wouldn't go through the annoying turtles and plants until there was a princess in need of saving.

He also asked me on another date that will happen tomorrow for which Alana is very excited about.

I grabbed the nail on which the calendar is hanging and aim to one of the three guys chasing me in the busy market. That's the last date he'd go on.

Why? Because I was sent to kill them.

Anyway, Alex also sent me a beautiful dress that I can't wait too wear. I think that as one of the remaining two grabs my hoodie and rips the shoulder stitch.

That arséhole this was my favourite hoodie!

[Dress sent by Alexander - A Dark red gown with straps and a V- cut neck that sinches at the waist and flairs down elegantly]

Alex also suggested that I not wear any jewelry. Knowing him he would probably get a necklace so that he can tease me for having a titanic fantasy, if you know what I mean.

The hoodie tearer grabbed a rope and hooked it around my neck pausing my road rash and almost choking me to death. Almost.

I finished him off with two elbow blows and a slice jab to his neck cutting of his oxygen.

The last guy though... He wasn't as bad, he was young and lost. I turned around coming to a sudden stop and saw him flinch with his hands raised up.

"You don't... really... wanna do this do you?" I asked, panting.

"It pays well." He shrugged.

"So does being a Porn Star" I rolled my eyes.

"It's my side business." He scratched his neck.

"Oh My God!" I squealed. Not wanted to check out his goods.

"How old are you!" I grabbed a sneaky zip tie.

"Seventeen" he relaxed.

"You know what therapy isn't really my thing so..." I muffled his mouth and tied his hands "see you later!" I said and knocked him out, signalling Oli who just arrived to take him back.

I saw Alex sitting in his car a mile away as I left him to get Makeup. Ladies, Makeup is the new woman stuff, men know if they enter the shop they'll be our canvas.

I fixed myself up the best I could and sat beside him, throwing a bag of Eyeshadow palette and lipsticks which I took as a payment of this job.

"Let's go!" I chirped.

"I was thinking...maybe I should drop you at your home..." I said looking away.

"Wha- no! I mean, yes home is nice but... Uh... what will Alana think" I fumbled with the torn part of the hoodie.

"But I can't keep my girl who I kiddnaped- at my house, and what about your parents? Oh God I'm already making a bad impression." He held his face in his hands.

"Listen my parents are on a world tour right now, their second really long honeymoon which I paid for so they know I know where they are and I think they are in too much love to remember they already have a daughter. My only concern is I don't get a brother or sister when they return. And the only person needing impression is me, they know I have good taste." I smirked.

He make a face that said 'quit joking'.

"Hey it's not as if you kept me locked up in a dungeon and asked me to drink my own pee right? I was just in a complicated live-in situation with you, and anyways Alana is in her sensitive age, she needs to understand that affection is not something to take lightly, I can't just leave- now I would be the one making the bad impression." I turned up the radio, discarding any further discussion.

"You're the best one yet" he said and kissed my cheek.

That was the most romantic thing I ever heard from him.

"You too" I said with a smile that stretched more and more.

He smiled back and I think we had another one of our moments.

He put the car in reverse and began the journey back home.

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It was dinner time and everyone was really quite.

I looked up to see Brian telepathically talking to Feyona. Steve staring at Alana and Alana giggling at Alexander. I looked to my right to see Alex was staring in a similar way to Steve but at me.

"You are staring" I kicked his leg.

"I'm gazing" he smirked.

I dropped my fork. " Okay are you serious have you read the book on Cheesy 101 cause I'm not used to so much sweetness I might get diabetic."

"I can't help it" he kissed my cheek.

Alana finally lost her control and let out a loud 'Awww!' while Michael choked trying not to laugh. Zach just looked a little sad picking at his beans, I guess they weren't his favourite.

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"You know, you know nothing about me but I know all about you!" I asked while holding her in my arms.

She snorted "You do not!"

"You'd be surprised!" I kissed her ears.

"Then tell me what you know, I'll be the judge" she rolled into me.

"I know that you like to push limits but never cross them. I know you love to share your excitement but are scared to jinx it. I know you love love making but are scared of love. I know you think you are not enough ,when you are the world to me. I know you'd do anything for anyone you care about but don't expect anything in return. I know you should be cherished and loved beyond limits, I know you are a superhuman because honey no one can go through everything you went through and still be okay." I brushed my lips against her.

"Thank God you asked me out because A. I like you too, and B. I'll waste too much time imagining how your butt looks like." She said making us both laugh.

"I think we are ready for more" I hover over her.

"More?" He eyes widens slightly and her lips parted.

"Be." I kissed her neck.

"My" I kissed the valley of her belly button.

"Girlfriend" I kissed the jackpot making her moan.

Her moan was so enticing. I felt warm blood flow through me and I felt something move in my arms.

I woke up with a jerk coming to the realisation that we were in my bed, right where we were after dinner.

And she wasn't my girlfriend. Yet.

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