Page 1 of Pretty Plaything
Chapter 1
IMOVE THROUGH THEtrees in the darkness.
I’ve done it so many times before that I could do it blindfolded.
The Lionettis may be the most powerful family in the city, and their security is the best there is, but none of that is enough to stop me from getting as close as possible to their residence.
I sidestep a land mine and duck behind a tree so the camera at the top of the wall fence won’t catch me.
It’s taken me some time to figure out every single little detail of their security systems, but it was worth all the trouble.
I climb the tree, whose trunk I secretly marked with an inconspicuous scratch so I’d never miss it.
Orlando Lionetti, the head of the family, has a thing for huge, strong trees.
All of his houses that I managed to find are surrounded by them. He thinks they keep his home hidden from prying eyes, which is true.
But intruders like me benefit from them too, provided the said intruders can avoid all the traps and the guards that keep Orlando’s main residence safe.
As I hold onto the strongest branch, I pull out a pair of binoculars and focus on the house. It’s like a beacon of light in the darkness, and it’s a damn nice house.
A mansion, actually.
It has four floors, with enough rooms for Lionetti’s numerous family and all the guards.
A nice, spacious yard with flowers and a pool.
An underground garage for all the cars and a quick escape in case of an emergency. There are rumors they have a secret tunnel too.
The glass in the huge windows is bulletproof, but it doesn’t block me from seeing inside the brightly lit rooms.
The family usually hides behind the curtains, but when they don’t, I can watch almost everything they do, but only on this side of the house—the rest is almost impossible to catch.
My gaze finds the prettiest member of the Lionetti family.
Sienna Lionetti is Orlando’s only daughter and the youngest of his six children.
Wisps of long dark brown hair frame her delicate face, and her big dark brown eyes are always alert. She’s tall and slender, with perky breasts and a perfectly round ass I’d like to get my hands on.
But I don’t watch her just because she’s hot.
She’s one of my targets.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see my phone light up in the pocket of my pants. I should’ve turned it off.
I throw a quick glance at the screen.
A missed call from my second-in-command. Whatever it is, it’ll have to wait. I don’t like getting interrupted.
Being in charge definitely has its perks. Even though my second and my advisor insist that I shouldn’t go anywhere without my guards, I ignore their pleas. I can more than take care of myself.
Always have.
Always will.
After all, I’ve been trained to be an enforcer and a killer. My father picked me to take care of all the dirty work for him because he knew family was everything. It was better to have someone truly loyal for the job rather than trust some stranger for hire.
No one ever thought I’d be boss one day, especially with my four older brothers.
