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//violence, Blanca being the hired assassin bitch he is, this is just my self-indulgence writing where I express wanting to be beaten up by this man, and yeah thatâs pretty much it enjoy 
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The night air was cold and harsh throughout the alleyway. The only sounds nearby were the sounds of distant traffic through the city. Although this part of the city was more quiet than others, that did not mean there was an absense of people. Afterall, there was you.
And you were crouched down in an alleyway, thinking it would hide you from him. It didn& #39;t- that man was suspected to practically be alien. His ability to surround his prey without even being close by was terrifying. His presence, no matter how far away, was suffocating.
Even when he wasn& #39;t right there you could feel him, but your denial wouldn& #39;t let you admit that. You wanted to know there was an escape. Your deteriorating composure could not afford only thinking or hoping there was a way out.
You thought your denial could keep you safe. Rookie mistake. All of that could easily be snatched, torn apart, and shit on in an instant- and that instant was now. Now his eyes were on you directly. You didn& #39;t even hear him approaching, but you knew he was there.
You slowly looked up at his figure... his very large, intimidating figure that quite frankly made you feel like you were about to piss yourself right then and there in that alleyway. He was expressionless, there was absolutely nothing behind those eyes but pure apathy.
He smiled softly at you before sighing.Â
"You try my patience," His words didn& #39;t match the comforting look on his face. Could he get anymore terrifying? His smile abrupty leaves his features. And the answer is yes... he does get more terrifying.
"You try my patience," His words didn& #39;t match the comforting look on his face. Could he get anymore terrifying? His smile abrupty leaves his features. And the answer is yes... he does get more terrifying.
You slowly get up, your breaths are heavy, and your body is shaky. You hold up your hands in a gesture of defeat.Â
"Do your worst, Sir," You say, still shaking. Your words amused him and he merely nodded in response before taking off his jacket.
"Do your worst, Sir," You say, still shaking. Your words amused him and he merely nodded in response before taking off his jacket.
He unbuttoned his sleeve buttons and started rolling them up. You gulped loudly, he briefly looked at you and tryed to hide his growing amusement.Â
"I know you can& #39;t handle my worst, but since you asked so nicely..." He trailed off, cracking his knuckles.
"I know you can& #39;t handle my worst, but since you asked so nicely..." He trailed off, cracking his knuckles.
All of them popped at once making a loud ass crunching sound. He exhaled before grabbing a handful of your shirt, lifting you up by it, and quickly slamming you into the cold, filthy alleyway ground. All of the air was completely knocked out of you.
You gasped for air, your eyes widening. You tried to raise your hands to feel of your throbbing head and neck. He got down on the ground, straddling you before quickly grabbing both of your wrists and slamming them beside the sides of your head. His smile returned to his face.
âMaybe if you beg me for mercy, I can just get what I came for and not hurt you too badly. Could you be good for me? They didnât hire me to kill you, after all...they just need the information,â He said. He was calm and collected. You knew what he was asking for...
âYou just need to know where it is, right?â You asked. He nodded slowly.
âYes thatâs all Iâm here for,â he responded. You chuckled to yourself and spit in his face.
âFuck you.â You said.
âYes thatâs all Iâm here for,â he responded. You chuckled to yourself and spit in his face.
âFuck you.â You said.
