You are a famous secret assassin. You work behind the scenes and mostly mysterious. You liked killing. The evil and innocent. It wasn’t your job to really know or care if they were innocent or not. You might be famous but no one knows who you really are. You go by the name “Asesina” which is assassin in Spanish

One day you got a call from your assistant. A client wanted to meet up with you to discuss. You never really get calls like this. Usually the clients try to stay anonymous and discuss over the phone. You thought it was weird but accepted the client anyway

Two days later the guy wants to meet up at a fancy bar. He said he would pay for drinks as you both talked. You walked in not really knowing what or who you were looking for when you seen a handsome man in an all black suit. Kinda obvious It was him. You sat down next to him waiting for him to talk

He finally spoke up “Your the famous Asesina, huh?” He smirked and told the bartender he wanted two drinks

“Talk.” You said sternly

“Alright… fine. I need you to kill somebody for me, of course.” He said and you cut him off

“What’s in it for me?” You asked looking over at him

I smirked “I could give you that baby you’ve been wanting.”

Your eyes widened. You’ve wanting one for a while now. After having a miscarriage and the love of your life leaving you