You were a known assassin.

You got a mission to kill the most powerful mafia boss in your city, Elvin.

You were in the bar, the poisonous drink in your hand, Going towards him.

"Mind to get a drink, darling?" You smirked at him.

"Hmm, why not?" He says, and takes the glass on your hand.

You sit right beside him, distracting him by talking to him.

You look at him, he slowly sipped on his drink.

After a few minutes later, he passed out. You drag him over to your car, placing him in the backseat. You drove off, finishing the job.

A few minutes passed as you were driving, you felt someone's breath on your neck.

"Your not that smart, piccola ragazza. I've got you now, Amore."