Lilith, an assassin ran away from her mafia leader father, and Ethan, seeking revenge for his family's murder, find themselves entangled in dangerous game. As love blooms between them, they must navigate a web of lies and deceit, torn between their...
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I watched from a distance as Lilith exited the bar, her determined stride hinting at a purposeful mission. I knew she was asking about me, only fools come to this place to collect information about people who don't exist, like me.
Even if she kept looking forever, she won't find a single thing about me. She is a very smart person I should admit, a fucking hidden camera between the books?
That's fucking clever for a normal girl like her, but only people who've gone through hell would be this cautious, would be this secretive, she made a point that she wasn't a woman to fuck with, and this is exactly my type of woman.
I like them to resist before they die, I love a little fight, weak women aren't my type of thing, but her, she was the type I would fuck until she was screaming for help.
Curiosity gnawed at me as I wondered where she was headed next. Something was captivating about her, something that drew me in despite my better judgment.
So, I decided to keep on following her discreetly, my curiosity overshadowing any sense of self-restraint.
She led me to a small shop nestled within a local park. It was a nice small place that served sandwiches. Lilith sat next to a tree,
From where I stood, I observed Lilith as she struck up a conversation with the shop owner I assume. A genuine smile graced her face as they exchanged words.
Her laughter was heard from afar, beautiful and clear, and I found myself captivated by her joyful spirit.
I couldn't help but admire her beauty—the way her eyes sparkled with each laugh, the grace with which she moved, and the confidence that radiated from her. It was a dangerous temptation, one that both captivated and unsettled me.
She seemed so alive, so connected to the world around her,
while I remained trapped in the shadows.
As I continued to observe Lilith, a pang of arousal washed over me. I reminded myself that I had invaded her privacy, violated her personal space, and made her scared and looking for me and I couldn't tear my gaze away.
There was something about her that drew me in, something I couldn't explain. Yet, deep down, I knew I had to keep my distance. She can't know who I am.
It was my time to leave. The image of her laughter and happiness would linger in my mind, an intoxicating reminder of what I could easily end and kill, and god if that didn't make my cock grow harder, how I would turn her smiles to whimpers of suffering, and that laughter to a scream.
As I walked away, I couldn't shake off the unsettling feeling that had settled within me. Lilith had become more than just a mystery.
In the quiet solitude of my thoughts, I resolved to keep my distance from Lilith for now, to resist the temptation to get further into her world.
I need to focus on my shit, on finding that motherfucker who ruined everything for me.
