- Joined
- May 2, 2010
- Location
- Florida
Adrielle Ronan was a well known assassin in the political and business world. But no one knew what she looked like. During meetings, he face was hidden. And targets didn't live to tell the tale. She was merely a whisper in the wind. She was the snap of a twig just out of sight. But for now, she was merely a newly hired assistant. New to the company, and new to everyone. But she had the skills to blend in wherever she needed to, that included here. Even when she had to play the sexy, young assistant to try and seduce her boss into sleeping with her and letting down his guard before killing him. She would do it either quickly, or poison him slowly. Either way she would never get caught.
The hells of her four inch stilettos clicked of the hard wood floor of the office. As she made her way to her new boss' office. She wasn't sure exactly why they wanted this man dead. She supposed he was another of the corrupt businessmen that she was assigned to kill almost weekly. She had made she sure looked nice and sexy. She had worn a fitted skirt suit, the skirt cutting off at her mid thigh. It was black with pale pink pinstripes. The blazer was a three quarter sleeve. A pale pink camisole underneath showing off just enough cleavage to tease. Her long legs accented by the black stilettos.
The hells of her four inch stilettos clicked of the hard wood floor of the office. As she made her way to her new boss' office. She wasn't sure exactly why they wanted this man dead. She supposed he was another of the corrupt businessmen that she was assigned to kill almost weekly. She had made she sure looked nice and sexy. She had worn a fitted skirt suit, the skirt cutting off at her mid thigh. It was black with pale pink pinstripes. The blazer was a three quarter sleeve. A pale pink camisole underneath showing off just enough cleavage to tease. Her long legs accented by the black stilettos.