The Assassin’s Contract (BL)

”Didn I told you that I already filed a retirement form at the head office? ” Zio said to the lady on the other line. He sat up from his bed and scratched his head angrily. It was already dark outside and he was already about to sleep when he was disrupted by a call.

[We know. But this woman insists that he wants it to be you. The heads wants to see you now.] Said on the other line.

”Fine. ” He answered.

He pressed the end button, annoyed with what is happening. After 10 years of being in service, he had finally decided to take his leave and just be a normal citizen and enjoy his life. This was the first time that he had made a decision for his self, only to be blocked by a sudden mission. Is fate really testing my patience?

He quickly changed his clothes, put on his shoes and went out of his apartment. Using his motorbike, he was able to reach the headquarters in no time. As he entered, a bouncer stopped him. Zio can help but to roll his eyes and take his identification card out. When the bouncer saw it, he quickly moved out of his way.

”The security is so tight, as if someone would try and invade a place as dangerous as this. ” He murmured.

He knocked at the door twice. It was just a small old office that one might even mistaken it to be a law firm based on how old the small building is.

As the door opened. Zio went inside and sat on the long gray leather sofa, where assassins wait before being called inside by the clients.

Zio gave a side glance at the teenage boy beside him whos busy cleaning the lenses of his camera. The boy felt the eyes that are directed to him. He breathed slowly waiting for the man beside him to move.

Zio scratched his cheek, which became a signal for the attack to started. Guns are prohibited to be used inside the premises thats why they only took out their small knives. Before the teenage boy could even reach his neck, the tip of Zios knife was already a centimeter away from the teenagers right eye.

They both laughed and put their knives away.

”Its as if you
e getting much stronger everytime we go across each other. I can still beat your quickness. ” The teenage boy said.

Zio nodded while laughing.

”It takes a lot of practice and experience, Ken. ”

A lady wearing a white blouse and a black pencil cut skirt went in and looked at Zio.

”Mr. Zio, the client is waiting for you at room 003. Please follow me. ” the lady said and opened the door towards the VIP rooms. Zio gave a playful little salute to the teenage boy and quickly followed the lady.

They walked quietly along the narrow way. It was a small and dark passageway connecting to the building at the back which is a small motel. They stopped in front of a door with a gold plated tag that says 003. The lady opened the door and motioned her hand, signalling Zio to come in.

Zio went inside and saw a small table and chair. For the last years that hes working for the organization, he had been inside every room and everytime there is a new client, its design changes according to their liking.

This time, the client that he has, only left a small table and a chair infront of a curtain where a silhoutte of a woman is visible.

”Please, take a sit. ” The womans soft voice instructed. It was so soft like an angel that you will not suspect her to be making a contract with devils.

Zio pulled the chair and sat. He saw a folder that was placed on the table.

He flipped it and started reading what was written inside.

”Do you mind if I ask? ” Zio asked and looked at the silhoutte.

”So, this man that the contract is saying… Your husband? Boyfriend? A cheater? ” Most rich women that went to them from all around the globe are either got cheated on or has some other motives and most of the time, it was about money. Provoking rich people is really dangerous.

”Its none of your business. ” Woah! What a mouth.

As Zio continued to read the contract, a certain clause stopped him.

”Whats this? You want me to have his heart? Is this about love? Is he even gay? And without killing him? ” That was the most absurd rule that was given to an assassin like him whos specialty is killing, isn it ironic? And its a man that the contract is talking about. He was not even sure whether that man is a gay or what.

”Whether he is attracted to men or not, is not my problem. Isn it assassins job to cater their clients requests no matter how impossible it is? They said that its also possible for assassins to make their target go crazy? I want that. ” The client stated.

Zio can understand the womans logic. He wants him alive but at the same time wants him to live like a dead. For Zio, being unable to think on your own and just act without any direction to go is like dying. You
e just breathing but you
e no longer your self.

Actually, this kind of requests really happens but in discreet. Not all client has a privilege to know about it unless they are a VVIP. For the past 10 years of being an assassin this was the first time that he had this kind of instructions.

Most of the time, the heads are the ones who chooses the assassins whos going to do this kind of requests. The heads knew that Zios specialty is quick killing and not torturing. Thats why he was never chosen to do that kind of job.

”May I know why you requested me? If you don answer it, I might fail do what you want. ” Zio asked seriously.

The woman turned quiet for a second before speaking.

”Your face… ”

Zio grew confused. Whats wrong with my face?

”You resembles the first girl he loved. ” With that answer, multiple ideas ran around Zios head. First, there is a big chance that this woman is in love with the man on the contract or at least has a deep connection on him to knew this kinds of information. Second, The man on the contract probably did not treat him right because of that lost love causing him to be as ruthless as she is now. Third… The third possibility may cancel out the first two posibilities since they are connected to each other. The third possibility can be about money.

Zio looked at the profile of his new target.

Name: Iñigo Javier Alessio

Age: 32 years old

Birthday: August 5, 1990

Blood type: Type O-

Height: 190 cm.

Hes 6 feet and 2 inches tall? At least 10 cm taller than me.

He looked at the picture that is attached to the file. He has a handsome face. A strong aura can be felt even just from a single photo. He has a beautiful hazel nut eyes. He has a well-defined jaw and a beautifully shaped red lips. Zio will not be surprised if it turned out that the target hes af