Author's Notes: I actually don't remember how I got this idea. I think it was because I was watching Hercules or Percy Jackson, but wherever I got the inspiration from this popped into my head and I just kind of went with it. This is a really mature story and I suggest that if you're faint of heart don't read it. There is a lot of cursing, dirty sex, and well, it's just a mature themed story in general. I hope you guys like it.

Hell Bent On Love

By: afallenblackrose

Chapter One:

Only the Good Die Young

I really hated my job.

Wait, let me clarify, I really hated my job tonight. I couldn't help but think as I looked at myself in the mirror. Black lace lingerie was not my best friend, if anything it just made me want to finish my job sooner. I hated being in anything skimpy, especially around a vicious bloodthirsty pervert. It was a good thing I wouldn't have to be in this outfit for too long, or else I would have never accepted this job in the first place. My breasts were pushed up and together very uncomfortably for me, but appealing to any man who walked by. I scoffed at my appearance. Why couldn't he be like my usual assignments? An overpaid top businessman walking in a deserted parking lot alone, and with one bullet, wham! A dead man. And I was thirty thousand dollars richer.

But no, he just had to be one of those businessmen, you know the type, the guy who doesn't go anywhere without a bodyguard or two around him. This guy, Diamond Chambers, knew that he was on every hit list in the country. The only way to get to him was by enticing him into bed. A lot of powerful men were killed in between the sheets. Not my preferred style, as I mentioned earlier. But I needed the money. Times were tough, and my job as a secretary at a doctor's office just wasn't covering my bills and my mother's hospital bills.

I reached into my thigh high black-heeled stiletto boots and pulled out the gun I had hidden there. I just needed one shot, one clean shot preferably to the guy's brain and then I would be able to put my clothes back on. But how long would I have to entice him before I lulled him into unsuspecting ease? I sighed and stashed the gun back in my boot. I had to get out of this bathroom, or else he would think something was wrong and would come check on me. I took one last glance at myself in the mirror wishing it didn't have to come to this.

I opened the door to the bathroom and stood with one hand on the doorframe and the other on my waist. A man with platinum blonde hair, it almost looked silver, watched me with hungry eyes. I didn't notice then, that there was a certain glint in his eyes that hinted at what was to come. Diamond's eyes roamed over every inch of me with interest and lust.

"You look breathtaking," he commented, his voice husky. He strode forward and placed his hands on my waist bringing me closer to him and his lower extremities. Oh, he was turned on all right. I was going to be sick. "Let's continue over by the bed, shall we?" I smiled my most sexy smile at him and he led me to the king sized bed. He placed me in the center and climbed on top of me. Diamond crashed his lips down onto mine with a hunger so feverent that I could barely catch my breath. I tried to entwine my hands into his hair but he grabbed them and placed them above me.

Click. Click.

My eyes widened in surprise and shock. I tried moving my hands but they were handcuffed to the bed. Diamond's lips left mine and I finally saw his face. He was smirking and the glint I should have noticed before was in his eyes. It was a malicious glint, a very malicious glint. Something was wrong. This was not part of the plan. At least, not my plan.

"Did you think, I didn't know?" He whispered into my ear. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up on end. This was definitely not good.

"Know what?" I asked innocently. Something dug into my skin. That wasn't the answer he was looking for.

"Don't be stupid," he replied. "I know what you are, and I know what you were hired to do to me tonight. And it wasn't a good fuck." He lowered himself down to my boots and started to unzip the one where I had hidden my gun. Oh shit….

He came back up with my gun in his hands. I pretended not to know how that got into my boot, but he wasn't buying it and something dug into my skin again. Only this time a flash of searing pain went through me. The bastard broke my skin and was drawing blood. He was going to kill me. I continued to look at him, making sure that no emotion passed across my face. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of hearing me scream in pain. If he knew what I was, then he must have known that I had gone through all the training to deal with torture and even death. So why was he prolonging it? Unless…I bit back a groan as I realized the true predicament I was in.

I was in my under things. I was drop dead sexy, according to him and I had felt his desire for me. I still felt his desire for me pressed against my stomach. What had he said before about how I had been hired for a good fuck? So much for being able to put my clothes back on before things went too far. I looked at him and he was grinning like a maniac. He knew that I knew what he was going to do. He placed my gun on the night table beside the bed and began to take off his shirt. I turned my head to the gun on the night table. There had to be a way for me to get free before he placed himself inside of me. I debated my options, and they all would have probably worked if it weren't for these damn handcuffs.

I looked back at Diamond who was working on the zipper of his pants. There had to be a way. I was a hired assassin for crying out loud, I didn't give up and I never missed my mark. There had to be something I was missing. I twisted my hands anxiously in the handcuffs. There had been a point in my life when my wrists would have been able to slip through them with no problem. But to do that now, it was going to take more time than I had.

I watched as Diamond's boxers hit the ground. This couldn't be happening. His hands were on my hips, playing with the hem of my black panties. With what seemed to be ease, he slipped them down my legs and tossed them on the floor. I braced myself for what was to come next.

But it didn't happen. Instead, Diamond came back up and with the knife he had used to plunge into me cut the straps of my bra. They fell away and he placed his hands to remove the fabric that still clung to my breasts.

"What was the point?" I whispered.

He smiled, "The point is that if I'm going to have you, I want to see all of you naked beneath me. I want to dominate you, fully, before I kill you." The acid and bile churning in my stomach began to rise up my throat. I was going to be sick. This hadn't been the way I thought I was going to go.

Diamond placed his lips on mine and moved his mouth. I lay there frozen against his lips. I wasn't going to react. The only thing I could do was pray that this would go fast…. or move him along by angering him. I frowned and thought that over as he moved his lips down my neck to my collarbone. He had handcuffed my hands but hadn't done anything about my legs. I knew how to kick and use my bodyweight to push someone off of me. If I was able to kick him off the bed he would probably just concern himself about putting himself in me, getting off and then killing me. Or if I were lucky he would be so angry he would just kill me straight away. I decided that this was my best option and waited for him to lower himself further.

At the moment he was concerned with my breasts. He was biting and kissing them, trying to get a rise out of me, but I just lay there. I wasn't going to react, even though I had something curling in my stomach as he continued his efforts. I couldn't believe that I was actually enjoying what he was doing to me. How could I like he what he was doing? I knew that after he was done with me, he would kill me. I was going to be murdered. Fury began running through my veins and in result I used my legs and pushed Diamond, who was fondling my breasts, upwards.

He was caught off guard and with the momentum fell backwards off the bed. His lower half was still on the bed but it was hanging very close to the edge. When he righted himself there was anger in his eyes.

"Very well, if that's how you want things to be," he growled and spread open my legs and before I could say anything he pushed himself inside me. Surprisingly it hurt and it wasn't because I was a virgin. No, I'd been with guys before, but it was because he had entered me so abruptly. He was moving, fast, and his eyes were on mine. My mouth was clenched shut and I met those damn violet eyes. They were full of victory. This had gone exactly as planned for him. Yes, I might have tried to stop him, but he still got what he wanted in the end.

"Mhm," he collapsed on top of me after he came for a third time. "That was amazing. You were amazing. Thank you, my dear whore." He cupped my face with one hand. The other had disappeared to the nightstand.

"You're despicable."

"Only words, love," he said his other hand coming into view. He ran the knife he now clutched against my skin. "Now, how to kill you? I could cut at your stomach. I could cut at your legs, or I could cut your wrists and make it look like you committed suicide. Hm…" the knife skimmed over my right wrist. "I quite like that idea." The knife pressed harder into my skin and before I knew it, he slashed it quickly. Blood began to drip onto my head and then ran down my temple. He smiled evilly at the result and quickly slashed the other wrist. The blood that was dripping now became a steady stream.

"You son of a bitch," I rasped. "One day you'll die a worse death than this. I can promise you that."

"Interesting last words, love," he smiled down at me. "But you wasted your breath saying them. Good-bye Serenity." My eyes were heavy and somehow Diamond had become all blurry. I thought it was because there was blood clouding my vision but there was another reason. I let my eyes close and knew that I wouldn't be opening them again. I was dead.

Or at least that's what I thought.