• Her long, slender fingers swept down her lover's back. The blood seeping through his clothes made her smirk. With that smirk, she disappeared down the street in her long, black dress. She hated men like Maxwell Carson. The men who were ungrateful and never knew what they had.
    Maxwell had it all. He had the money, the power, a loving family, and a gorgeous wife, Jane, whom was the envy of every friend of his. But, Max had been cheating on his wife for quite some time with his secretary, Alyssa. She had one thing his wife didn't: youth. His need for a younger and more outstanding partner caused his downfall.
    One day, Alyssa got into a car accident and passed away. Maxwell was upset, but he knew he had to find another assistant, so he made time in his work day to interview a few beautiful girls who were also qualified for what jobs would soon come their way.
    Natalia showed up, knowing how he worked with women, in a short skirt and shirt that should enough to keep you wondering. His eyes landed upon her. "Good Morning, Miss Taylor. I see you have some experience in the assistant business,"Maxwell said. His eyes noticeably wondering down her body.
    The thought of this man made her sick, but she had a job. She put on the best teasing smirk and leaned forward. "Yes sir. I have many experiences on how to assist. It is all in my resume`."
    He leaned back in his chair and examined the file. "You're hired, Miss Taylor. You start on Monday."
    Natalie gave a dazzling smile. "Great! I can't wait to start working with you, Mr. Carson." She stood, and for extra measures she "accidently" dropped her pen. She bent down to retrieve it. She felt his eyes and with a smirk looked back behind her and waved. "Bye Mr. Carson." She managed a blush and walked out.

    Month later, Natalie and Maxwell were an 'item' though he was still with his wife. He made an enormous effort to spend whatever time he could with her. They went on lunch dates in different cities. He rarely introduced her, but when he did, she was his cousin.
    They were finally alone in a 5-star hotel room. He treated her right. She was ready to get rid of this guy forever. He still didn't feel a spec of remorse for what he was doing. They entered the room, and he closed the door behind her. "I'm going to get freshen up, darling." He planted a sweet kiss on her cheek and went to the bathroom.
    She grabbed her PSS Silent Pistol from her purse and smirked at it. She laid it back in her purse as he disbursed from the bathroom. He wrapped his arms around her waist and began kissing her neck. He turned her around, and laid her body on the bed. He helped her from her dress. They began to have lustful sex. Just then, she pulled out her gun and shot him right in the back.
    She stood and slipped her dress back on. Max looked at her, eyes tearing up. "Why," blood spit from his mouth as he fell on the ground.
    Natalie bent down and removed her blonde wig to show her short, black hair. "That was from Jane." She smirked. "You are an awful man. Jane is such a lovely woman." She shook her head and picked the gun back up. "Any last word for her?" Before he could speak she shoot him right between the eyes. A smirked played on her face. "Oops." She changed her clothes and put her wig back on and left.

    Later that night, she went to retrieve her money. Jane smiled at her,"Thank you, Sarah." Natalie nodded as Jane handed her the money. They went on their own way. Natalie continues now to kill men with so much ungratefullness to what they have. She dies this all with a smile on her face. Treat your women right, guys.