5 - Kaius

The dinner party at the Prime Minister's place goes off without a hitch and we signed our plans in blood. Her son was killed by terrorists and knew the judicial system would let her down, so she came to me. She wanted bloody revenge, and I promised to bring it to her.

For a price, of course.

By the time I get back home, I am annoyed as fuck because Bianca kept wanting to come back here with me. Any other time that would have been fine with me since she’s a regular fuck for me, but not tonight.

I don’t know why I’m so pissed off right now. All I want to do is get into a shower to wash all that fucked up privilege scent away. God, I hate rich people—especially politicians.

Walking through the penthouse with the intention of heading right to bed, a sound in the living room gets my attention and I bristle. I slip the Beretta from my holster and hold it in front of me as I inch toward where the sound came from.

I expected it to be an assailant; what I didn’t expect to see was Emilia on th