Another Day At The Office.

Today's topic is cold person. I could do something on Eskimos.. nah let's do something Bond Style. :D

This time we flip the script though...

Here we go!

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Another Day At The Office.

Tatia eyed her target from across the hotel lounge, planning her next moves. Should she play the damsel in distress, or the seductress and use her feminine wiles? Preparation is the key to success after all.

The mark is a whistle blower dressed up in a high dollar outfit, drinking scotch on the rocks, trying to be the ladies man. When she noticed he was wearing a ring on the finger, she definitely knew which role she should play.

As she sauntered over to her mark, she made sure to adjust her cleavage to draw his attention where it needed to be. With a black evening gown that was very form fitting, along with some high heel help, this was going to be an easy job she thought to herself. Tatia enjoyed toying with her prey.

"What are you drinking, and what do you suggest for a very thirsty woman?" She asked with a slight grin.

"Scotch on the rocks is what I'm drinking, which would probably quench your thirst quite well... interested?"

She agreed with a nod. "What is your name, if I may inquire?"

"My name is Christian, and you are?"

"I'm Melinda, nice to meet you Christian. And I have to say, you look simply delicious!"

They both were sipping their drinks in a seductive silence, each eyeing the other up wondering what was to become of this night. Would he be successful in having another conquest off the books, or would she have another conquest on the books? They both knew where this was headed pretty quickly, which worked for Tatia.

"Well Melinda, I think its time we take this meeting to a whole new level, what say you?" Christian asked with a sly smile, trying his best to be charming.

"No negotiation phase Christian? Interesting... consider it my pleasure to make this a night most memorable." she replied.

They made their way to his hotel room on the 7th floor. As they entered the room, they tore each others clothes off in a flurry of heated passion. As they embraced each other on the king size, she withdrew her most trusted blade. She casually thrust it into his carotid artery with skill then continued to cut his throat wide, becoming one with the arterial spray.

"This is what you get for talking without permission. You can thank your former employer for your downfall." She stated with a callous tone.

She went into the bathroom to wash the blood from her face and hands, catching sight of her reflection as she looked up. Could she really be such a cold person with no heart? Was killing that easy for her? The answer to both questions was yes. Being cold is the only way to make it. Being an assassin is just business, and business is cold.

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I hope you enjoyed this freewrite, catch ya on the next one. Have an awesome day. :D

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