Page 13 of Targeted By Desire

Just as I hid, Simone stormed into the room. The daylight illuminated her ebony brown skin, glistening with sweat. Her long, black braids were pulled up into a high ponytail. The straight ends waved back and forth as she walked.

She tore the phone away from her ear, pressed a button on the screen and threw it on the bed. “Is he sure there’s absolutely nothing he can do?” A man’s voice came out of the speaker.

“He said he’ll talk to the higher-ups about it, but he doubts they’ll green light a case for it.” She sighed in frustration as she pulled her tee shirt up over her head. Underneath, a gray sports bra held up her perfectly round breasts. “I’m just going to take on the case in my downtime.”

“Simone, you cannot take on a hitman alone.”

“Well, what else am I supposed to do? Let him kill again? There are consequences for murder - even if the victim was a scumbag.”

“Yeah, I know. But, it’s too risky for you to do this by yourself. And Cooper will be pissed when he finds out.”

“He won’t,” she insisted. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of her pants and slid them down her long, toned legs. “Not until I bring the bastard in with cuffs.”

I almost smiled. Isn’t she adorable? She thinks she can lock me up.

“Then I’m helping you,” the man said. “I don’t like the thought of you chasing this guy without backup. You’ve already gotten a taste of what he’s capable of. He could really hurt you.”

“I’m not worried,” she replied. “But, I will take you up on backup. I’m going to be up to my nose in case files trying to find more patterns.”

“I’ll come over Sunday night and go through them with you. I’ll bring dinner - and liquor. We’re going to need it.”

She grinned. “Have I mentioned that I love you lately?”

He chuckled. “I love you too. Get some rest, alright? Enjoy your unplanned vacation.”

“I’ll try. Bye!” She pressed another button on her phone and the room was silent again. Simone stood there for a moment, half naked, pondering over a thought in her head.

I couldn’t help but stare at her for those few seconds. I’m a professional, but I’m still a man. I’ll never deny the chance to admire such a beautiful woman.

From my spot in the closet, I could see the outline of Simone’s curves perfectly. Her long torso, wide hips, and thick thighs gave her a perfect hourglass shape. When she turned around to head to the door, I caught a glimpse of her round ass cheeks, jiggling softly with every step.

It was a damn shame I had to kill her. Had the circumstances been different, I might’ve had a different kind of fun with her.

I watched her wander out of the room and heard another door close. The soft patter of water hitting porcelain shortly followed.

As easy as it would’ve been to kill her in the shower, her death would seem suspicious now that I know she’s setting her sights on me. I needed to make her death look as coincidental as possible to avoid any speculation it was connected to the other night. How I was going to make that happen, I wasn’t sure yet.

But, as I sneaked back through her house and slipped out the door, I knew carrying it out was going to be fun.

THE AGENT

“Simone,” I heard my name from an unfamiliar voice. Deep, dark and dripping in sin. “Simone,” it called again in a sing-song tone.

In the darkness, I couldn’t see much, but the sound sent a tingle down my spine. My stomach twisted into knots and my first thought was to get out of there. To get away.

My legs took off underneath me, but I couldn’t feel the surface I was running on. Everything around me was black. It was like I was running in an empty void.

“Simone,” the voice called again. Closer this time and paired with an eerie smile. As if it couldn’t wait to catch me.

I tried to pick up the pace, but I couldn’t see even an inch in front of me. I didn’t know how far I’d gone or where I was heading too. Run! My thoughts roared. Run as fast as you can!

My heartbeat thudded in my ears as I ran faster, desperate to escape the unseen monster chasing me.

Warm hands suddenly grabbed my shoulders. Fingers dug into my skin and pulled me backwards. “Simone!” The voice rang again.

“Huh!” I yelled, jolting up in my bed. I quickly glanced around, searching for the monster in the newfound light. My chest heaved up and down as if I’d finished running a mile. The quick rhythm of my heartbeat pulsed in my ears. Rather than coming face-to-face with the faceless creature in my dream, I was met with my sister, Isabelle’s, concerned light brown eyes.

“Are you alright?” She asked.