CASSANDRA POV
1 YEAR LATER.
“Why can’t you send someone else?” I questioned my boss Mateo holding the phone up my ear.
“Because you’re the best assassin we have to kill this motherfucker, who has been causing trouble for us,” Mateo said.
“I don’t give a fuck how you kill him, seduce him, shoot him in the dick, do what you have to get him”
“Fine, so what’s the guy’s name, and what does he look like,” I asked.
“Alessandro Russo, tall, tanned, handsome you know the typical mafia man type”
My heart dropped and my palms began to sweat, thinking back to my husband, the love of my life who left me at the lowest point of my life, and I was going to see him at the gala for the first time in a year.
“I’ll send you the rest of the details,” Mateo states and hangs up, leaving my head spinning and my mind in a whole different state.
A single tear fell from my eye hearing the name of the man who gave me the best life I’d ever had and then destroyed it.
“Fuck! What a bastard,” I muttered under my breath, trying to pull myself together.
After I moved into this apartment, I became an assassin, it’s much easier than being a mafia princess, and I can kill all the mother fuckers I want and get paid for it.
Unfortunately, now, I have to kill my husband, the world is playing tricks on me!
Nobody in Italy knows he’s my husband since I go by the name Cassandra Knight again. It hurt too much to keep the last name Russo, and it reminded me of all the good times we had and the bad times.
Stepping into the gala, I decided to go get myself a drink at the bar; this was going to be a very long night, so I needed to prepare myself with plenty of drinks.
My gun was placed in my stocking just below where my panties were and I wore a black long-sleeved dress with my chest on show, paired with black heels, I also had on dark red lipstick and my hair was in a slicked-back
ponytail showing off my features.
I haven’t fucked anyone since Alessandro left me, I haven’t been on any dates and I certainly haven’t been in a relationship although best treated me like shit and I would love nothing more than to put a bullet in his beautiful head, but unfortunately, I’m still in love with him, and I hate myself for it.
Sometimes I wonder if he started a family with someone else or at least has fucked anyone else since my time with him.
The fact that I was going to see him again tonight and most likely kill him made my head spin.
I sat down at a table by myself, trying to look for the bastard; I tried to be as discreet as possible in case he saw me first; speak of the fucking devil, there he was.
Wearing his signature all-black suit, his facial hair grew a little more, and his build was more muscular than it was before if that’s even possible. He stood near a crowd of people before heading to the bathroom.
Bingo!
I got up off of my seat heading towards the hallway of the bathroom, Luckily nobody was waiting to go into the men’s bathroom so I snuck in and ran the taps in case my heels gave away
that I was in here.
The door of the stall clicked, meaning that he was about to step out, so as I saw him come out, I pushed him back in by his chest, causing a groan to spill from his lips, and locked the door behind us.
“Alessandro, you jerk?” He finally realized it was me, but I clicked my gun, and the barrel was placed on his dick.
“Give me one fucking reason why I shouldn’t shoot your fucking dick off right now, you piece of shit,” I whispered and yelled, pressing the barrel of my gun further into his dick.
“Cassandra, you look so beautiful.” He caresses my cheek, but I slap his hand away.
“Put the gun down, we can talk about this”
“Wouldn’t you rather leave a note huh?” I gritted out.
“I’m so sorry Cassandra, please let’s talk about this away from this shitty bathroom”
I complied with his request considering it did, in fact, smell like shit in these toilets.
We headed out and I put my gun back in my stocking so I wouldn’t draw any attention on me.
We headed into a small room, and I sat on the bed, and he sat next to me a little too close.
“You don’t understand how bad I want to kill you right now so you better start talking,” I said, and he sighed.
“I thought I did the right thing leaving you in the hospital, I thought that leaving would let you have a better life and you can finally be with someone who doesn’t put you in danger and
makes you cry every fucking day”
I let out a sarcastic laugh and stood up in front of him but his eyes stuck to my cleavage, is still a pervert.
What a scum!
“You think you did the right thing? You must be fucking joking, The one day I needed you the most, you left me in that hospital! ” I yelled.
“You fucking left me. I cry every single night thinking about you. I fucking love you, Alessandro, and in return, what did you do?”
You left me!
I look down at his hand, and I still notice he has his wedding ring on; the sight makes my heart warm. Pull yourself together, Cassandra. He left you.
“I came by your apartment the day you moved in,” He admitted, and my head shot up.
“You did what?” My eyes widened, and my fists clenched, wanting to punch this motherfucker.