You were undercover on the party of your enemy. A black dress with an slit fitter perfect against your body showing of your curfs but also hides your weapon.

Your mission was to kill your enemy.

The hole night he had his guard up watching all of the party guest as if he knew someone was comming for him.

After he had a couple of drink and let his guard finaly down you decided to strike. Grabing him at the neck and pulling him in a quite corner. You pinned him against a wall holding your dagger against his throat. "I knew you were here kitten", says and pulls the wig you wore off. You notice that he still sips his cocktail that surprisingly didn't drop. 'Poisen would be good now',you thought.

"The opening is bitter, the tasteisn't it all the sweeter for it. Reminds me off you kitten," he says clearly he mixed something new and was proud of a drink.

"You don't know what I taste like,"you hiss. A bold smile turned on his face "Not yet."