RAVEN
Warning SPG 
Xiang Shin lay on his couch while closing his eyes. But the blood from his neck continued to flow until his clothes were stained with his blood. "Easy," I whispered and smirked. I took out my handkerchief, at the same time, wiping my hand and knife, also my arm has stained with blood. "Disgusting ... the blood of de ... mons–," I slowed down as I remembered something. Something that also resembles me. Why I'm doing this job? And letting my father control me.
"I'm also a devil ..." I told to myself, deviously smiling. After I finished I looked around to see other things with a surveillance camera. I didn't notice what was here — only a large flat-screen TV, a large table in front of the couch, and a few things lying on it, like the remote and playlist.
I walked around to make sure my work was clean but I would have touched the tip of the table. Suddenly, my AirPods rang and I pressed it. "What?" I seriously asked. I wanders around and looks at the ceiling if there is something hidden here. But it's not the case . . . Immediately I walks to the table where hidden cameras have been placed. 
"Hello, Raven." I heard Padzul's voice, happily. 
I can't help but frown after I hears Padzul's voice. "What's so happy, dufus?" Asking him. 
"Tsk! What a killjoy. You need to get out. His guest is about to arrive. But you must take down his bodyguard outside, they are guarding ... don't worry I'll handle the CCTV since I've hacked the system already," Paul boasted. I couldn't help but roll my eyes and chuckled about what 8 heard from Padzul. 
Padzul is my assistant— partner in crime. He was on-hand to do everything and very loyal to me. Whenever he goes, Padzul is on my side to do everything. That's why he's the only person that I could trust. 
"Hey, you must need–," Padzul didn't finish his sentence when I end the call. 
"Annoying," I commented. I decided to come out silently to Xiang Shin's room. As I opened the door. The two bodyguards outside have been alarmed and look at the person. When they didn't recognize me, "A spy!" The bodyguard said they were about to pull their gun. I swiftly knifehand the neck of the bodyguard, which faints him. 
I chuckled, "one to go."
The bodyguard looked stammered as he faced me. Due to shock, he began to attack me. He pointed the gun but I held his wrist and twisted, the bodyguard groaned in pain and released the gun that fell to the ground. The bodyguard was about to punch me but I counter-attack him and gave him an uppercut. As the bodyguard falls to the ground I decides to walk as if nothing happens. I hides my face as Xiang Shin's guest passes me at the stairs. I slightly bowed himself for not being recognized. As I got back to the 1st floor, I took off my mask, and all of the women was passing and noticed me, they grinned but I only glanced at them.
I quietly stepped out of the Bar. A car stopped in front of me. I grinned and opened the passenger seat of the car. "Good job," Padzul complimented me. But I only glanced at him with my usual expression. 
"Hush, just f****** drive this damn car," I coldly said. Padzul smiled sparingly about what I just said to him. 
He sighed, "As you wish, sire." 
♧
"You're here," Andrés uttered when I arrived at his office.
His eyes widened when I smashed his belongings, all of the things he had, I simply smashed the cabinets nor broke the figurines, and paintings. Andrés feels scared and nervous, he is even more surprised as I pulls a knife out of my pocket.
"P-p-plea- please ... s-spare me ..." Andrés startled to death, then decided to kneel to hide from his table. Andrés hurriedly opened his drawer where his gun was hidden. "P-please ..." Andrés pretended to beg — at the same time, trying to sound scared but his lips were smirking and thinking of killing the man in front of him. 
He was about to point the gun at me, suddenly a flying sharp object directly hit his hand. "You're dead-- ouch! Ugh!" Andrés cried out in pain as I threw the knife. Andrés dropped his gun and fell to the floor.
"Urgh ... It hurts!" Andrés said tearfully as he looked at his hand where the blood flows through and also the pain he felt. His hands trembled as he feel that the gripper was for his death. "It hurts!" He cried out in pain again, he can't help his tears flows to his cheeks.
"Please spare me!" Andrés pleaded— my second target. I just shot a cold and serious look and then approached Andrés. Andrés knelt in front of me and pleaded for his life.
Begging for his life to live, he began to tremble as his system was going to shut down, but he must need to do this— begging for mercy to live. His face was full of sweat, and his eyes reddened in tears. I still don't care and not interested in Andrés, for me to be appraised by my father. 
I shook my head, "You're a bad dog. F*****," coldly, I said. I held the knife stuck in Andrés' hand.
"Arghh o-ouch!" Andrés shouted as I removed the knife from his hand. André's blood flowed more and he lay in pain as he held his wrist to prevent the bleeding of his hand.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk ... that's being a traitor," I said emotionless. And stepped his foot on Andrés' hand. Andrés complained of pain and his screams echoed inside his office.
"Pl-ease ... spa-r-e m-y li-fe!" He stammered to cry. He bit his lip until it also bled as he restrained himself from shouting.
"Why would I? That man says you should die," mocking him. And I was about to stab it when I heard the door open.
"B-boss!" Andrés' bodyguard shouted when he saw it. His eyes widened when he saw his Boss kneeling with a man standing at his side. I looked at Andrés' bodyguard, when he saw it pull out the gun to me and I immediately threw the knife and it hit his head exactly. "Headshot," I smirked, knowing how good I was at throwing a knife.
Andrés widened his eyes at the same time as he scared even more. I left him and picked up the knife again. Andrés felt that the tread on his hand had already made it a plan.
I walked over to the man at the same time removing the knife from his head. When I turned to Andrés, and saw him smiling. "So long you f *****," he said with a smirk and exploded a smokescreen.