Trapped In The Love Of a hitman

Brak!!!

The door of the room opened and a beautiful short-haired woman appeared with two people behind her.

She walked up to the man who was sitting at his oversized desk.

"Good afternoon La Rossa, how are you?" greeted the man kindly.

"Don't bother giving me the money," La Rossa said coldly.

"Can't you relax for a moment Ross?" asked the man with a smile on his lips.

"Give me the money now!" said La Rossa in an emphatic tone.

"Get the money Daniela!" the man ordered his assistant who was standing to his left.

Daniela moved away from the man's side, and then opened the safe deposit box in the room. Daniela brought out a stack of money from the safe and placed it on the man's desk.

"Go ahead and count the money La Rossa!" the man ordered as he thrust the stack of money in front of La Rossa.

Then La Rossa gave the code to the person behind her, they both came forward to the man's table, they put all the money into a small suitcase.

As the last of the money was about to be put in, La Rossa suddenly stopped them.

"Stop!" La Rossa ordered, making the two men stop their movements.

La Rossa took the last bundle of money and threw it in the man's face.

"Don't cheat me! That money is fake, and it's not enough!!!" La Rossa said in a loud voice.

"How can that be? I counted it last night and it's enough!" said the man as he grabbed the wad of money La Rossa had thrown in his face.

The man examined the money and recounted that it was true that the money was missing 5 pieces and some were fake as well.

'But how did La Rossa know that the money was missing' muttered the man softly.

"Don't ever cheat me, give me the rest of the money!" La Rossa ordered in an angry and emphatic tone.

Daniela with trembling hands handed over the rest of the money, she made up the shortfall and replaced the fake money with the real one.

"La Rossa your eyes are really good, it turns out that the rumors are not nonsense, that cold-blooded cruel woman deserves your title," the man said, smiling admiringly at La Rossa.

But La Rossa responded coldly, she walked away from the man, but then her steps stopped. She stared intently at Daniela and then turned around and approached her.

Daniela who was suddenly approached by La Rossa was terrified. Her face was pale, her body trembling, her hands interlocked.

La Rossa lifted Daniela's chin with the tip of her index finger, she stared intently right into Daniela's retinas.

"Don't ever do it again, or you're in danger!" La Rossa said coldly.

Leaving the room with her two followers, La Rossa left the office building.

They arrived at a cafe that had been agreed upon with her client. La Rossa entered the cafe, she looked around the room and found a middle-aged woman drinking a cup of tea.

La Rossa approached the woman and sat down in the chair across from her. La Rossa handed the suitcase to the woman.

"As agreed and at the appointed time, please check it." La Rossa said as she handed the suitcase to the woman.

The woman opened the suitcase and smiled happily.

"It's not in vain that I paid you so much, your work is worth the fee. I'll transfer the rest of the payment" said the woman.

"Arrange it!" said La Rossa coldly.

Then she left the presence of the woman who had hired her services.

When she arrived at her apartment, she went straight to the bathroom. After taking a shower, she put on her casual clothes, and just as she sat down at her desk, her cell phone rang.

"Hello, what's up Jhon?" asked La Rosaa.

"I have a mission for you," said Jhon, from the other side of the phone.

"What's the mission?" La Rossa asked Jhon again in a cold and flat tone.

"To kill people," said Jhon.

"I know! Isn't that my job? Since when did you become so stupid, Jhon?" La Rossa asked.

"And since when are you so bold with me, Ros?" Jhon asked La Rossa back.

"Tell me who the target is?" asked La Rossa impatiently wanting to know the target of her mission.

"I'll send the file now," said Jhon.

Then La Rossa immediately turned off the phone, which made Jhon grumble annoyed on the other side.

"Ish! It's always like this, you cold girl with no rules and no feelings," Jhon grumbled.

Then Jhon sent the file to La Rossa via e-mail. Meanwhile at La Rossa's place, she opened the file that Jhon sent, she read and studied the mission that Jhon gave.

La Rossa observed her target, it turned out that he was a man who had a mental disability, aka an idiot. His face was like a monster, the right side of his face had burn scars, even his eyes had no eyeballs. His legs were paralyzed, he wore a wheelchair, from the information La Rossa got he had never left his mansion in his life. He is the sole heir to his late parents' business empire, the largest in Southeast Asia.

His uncle, his father's only half-brother, had been the one holding the business. As the heir did not have the ability to lead his parents' business empire, his uncle was the one running the business.

'If he's an idiot and disabled, then why would anyone want his life? Isn't he a useless person?' La Rossa muttered as she continued to stare at the target.

Then La Rossa contacted Jhon on his cell phone.

"How about it, do you accept La Rossa?" asked Jhon, immediately asking La Rossa's ability.

"I'll take it!" replied La Rossa in a firm tone.

"Ok! Tomorrow we leave," said Jhon.

"I will prepare everything," continued Jhon.

"Ok!" replied La Rossa briefly.

"I'll send the address," said Jhon.

"After you arrive in Indonesia," continued Jhon.

"Okay!" La Rossa said briefly.

Then La Rossa disconnected the call again, and packed her bags. Tomorrow morning she would fly back to her country. After packing La Rossa reached for a well-worn photograph, which she always kept in the nightstand drawer beside her bed, she caressed it gently.

'It's time I avenge your deaths, I'm back,' La Rossa murmured softly.

She couldn't help but shed tears, she felt so sad every time she looked at the photo.

The next day, La Rossa left her apartment for the airport with a firm step into the airport. La Rossa arrived at Changi Airport, she was going to take a flight from Singapore to Indonesia.

After flying for several hours, La Rossa arrived at Soekarno Hatta International Airport, she walked towards the exit. She hired a taxi to a hotel that Jhon had prepared.

When La Rossa arrived at the hotel, she immediately cleaned herself because she felt sticky all over. La Rossa took a bath to refresh herself, then rinsed her body under the shower.

La Rossa came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her chest, the sound of a cell phone ringing, she picked up the call. Jhon's voice came from the other side of the line.

"I've sent the address, do it tonight!" Jhon ordered.

"Ok!" La Rossa replied briefly.

"Get me a Ninja H2 motorcycle," La Rossa told Jhon.

Without waiting for Jhon's approval she immediately hung up the phone. then La Rossa prepared to go to the target, she checked the address that Jhon gave her. The location was located on the outskirts of the city, this made it very easy for her.

Half an hour later there was a knock on the door, La Rossa opened the door to her room, she saw a man in a black shirt with a muscular body. He handed La Rossa a motorcycle key, without a word, he immediately turned around and left La Rossa's presence.

La Rossa put the key on the nightstand, and went back to tidying up the equipment she would be carrying. After everything was ready, she placed the black duffel bag on the floor and lay down.

Once again he looked at his target through the screen of his cellphone, he observed in detail the target's face, 'actually his face is quite decent, but what happened to the other face, like a burn. Has he ever had an incident that caused his face to scar and look like a monster?' La Rossa muttered softly, she continued to stare at the target.

'What a sad fate, the sole heir to the largest business empire in Southeast Asia must die a tragic death at my hands,' La Rossa muttered again with confidence, as she always succeeded in her missions.

La Rossa continued to stare at her target's face, she felt that the face was so familiar, but she forgot where La Rossa had met or seen it. She chose to close her phone screen and placed it unceremoniously beside her. La Rossa closed her eyes, she was going to rest for a while before doing the action.

The night was getting late, La Rossa woke up at exactly 00.00 WIB. She grabbed her backpack and slung it over her shoulder. He left the hotel room to the parking lot, La Rossa left the hotel by riding a motorcycle at high speed.

After traveling along the streets of the capital city to the suburbs, La Rossa arrived at a luxurious but old-looking house that was located quite far from the crowd. She parked her motorcycle and then walked behind the house, a high wall surrounding the house.

La Rossa threw the rope she had prepared earlier, then she climbed over the wall and jumped down into the backyard of the house, she ran closer to the old house.

The house was quite large and spacious, all the windows were made of glass. La Rossa searched for the target's room, and after circling the house, she finally found Gilbert's room upstairs.

La Rossa threw the rope back over the balcony railing, climbed up and then landed perfectly on the balcony.

La Rossa pried open the window of Gilbert's room, she saw that the target was fast asleep. Without waiting for long, La Rossa aimed her dagger straight at Gilbert's heart. Gilbert unexpectedly caught La Rossa's arm.

Gilbert opened his eyes, staring directly into La Rossa's retinas. Their eyes met and they stared at each other for a long time, La Rossa realized and immediately attacked Gilbert with her dagger. Gilbert dodged La Rossa's attack nimbly.

With no sign of a paralyzed person, La Rossa was surprised to find out that her target was a martial arts expert and not paralyzed.

"You're not paralyzed?" said La Rossa coldly.

"What do you think?" replied Gilbert equally coldly.

"You're a great actor, able to trick everyone," La Rossa said again in a cold, flat tone devoid of emotion and expression.

"If I didn't do my part well, I would have moved on to the afterlife long ago," Gilbert said.

"So you knew all along who wanted to harm you and even wanted your life?" asked La Rossa probingly.

Gilbert didn't answer La Rossa's question, he looked back into La Rossa's eyes. 'That look,' Gilbert thought.

The fight between them was heard by Jonathan, the person who was always by Gilbert's side. Jonathan barged into Gilbert's room and immediately helped Gilbert by attacking La Rossa.

La Rossa, who was being attacked from two sides, began to get overwhelmed, Jonathan grabbed the dagger that was in La Rossa's hand and pointed it at her stomach and La Rossa, who did not have time to dodge, was stabbed right in her stomach. Blood gushed from the wound.

La Rossa held the blood from the stab wound by pressing it with one hand. Jonathan wasn't satisfied with just injuring her, he attacked La Rossa again by aiming the dagger at her heart, La Rossa quickly dodged and kicked Jonathan in the stomach.

Seeing an opportunity to escape, La Rossa immediately ran out of the window and jumped from the second floor down, La Rossa landed on the ground by rolling.

She ran through the dark night and grabbed the rope that she had left behind the house, then she climbed the wall and jumped, this time she was unable to land smoothly because she had to endure a wound in her stomach. Spraining his leg, he stood up and walked with a limp and dragging his footsteps.

La Rossa approached her motorcycle and took off at breakneck speed, heading back to the hotel.

Just as she was about to clean her wound, she got a phone call from Jhon. La Rossa knew that she had failed her mission.

"Hello," La Rossa greeted.

"Ros, what happened?" asked Jhon.

"You know that I failed my mission?" asked La Rossa coldly.

"I don't want to lose you Ros," said Jhon in a sad tone.

La Rossa was silent, she knew the consequences of failure and her life was at stake, as a member of the Vangsed hitman group that was famous in almost all parts of the world.

"This is all the result of a mistake...," La Rossa stopped her speech.

"What?" asked Jhon, curious about La Rossa's hanging words.

"Nothing," La Rossa replied shortly.

"Take care of yourself Jhon and get married! It's not good to be single forever," La Rossa said.

La Rossa hung up the phone, revealing her lower shirt. La Rossa stared at the deep and long wound on her stomach, blood flowing from it.

Just as La Rossa was about to reach for the medicine box, the door to her room was banged open and she decided against it.

La Rossa opened the door to her room, she saw four people dressed all in black in front of the door and Jleb! A knife plunged into her stomach with the speed of a blink of an eye.

La Rossa staggered backwards and fell to the floor covered in blood.

The four men simply left when they saw La Rossa collapsed and motionless.

"What happened?" muttered the man in the silver mask, as he approached La Rossa lying on the floor.

He immediately picked her up and disappeared from sight.