An Assassin's Love Story

Chapter 3

Lubbock's POV:

"You're a real fucking bitch you know that right!?"

Slamming the petite woman against the wall, I leant my weight against her body. 

I shoved my face towards her, glaring into her deep (e/c) eyes. 

She smirked before recoiling and spitting at me. 

"Get your dirty hands off me", she hissed, leaning further into me. I felt her breath on my lips and I chuckled, wiping the saliva from my cheek. 

Reaching up, I gripped her hair, pulling her back. Her head slammed into the wall and she let out a painful grunt. 

"I've had enough of you". "First you try to rob me, then you cause a scene in our home, verbally assault the boss and now you're causing me grief". "I wanted to help you Y/N". "But you've made that shit real fucking difficult". I even made sure to supply you with a nice room". 

"I didn't ask you to do all that". "I didn't ask for help". 

"You want money right?" "To make a living killing?" 

Y/N glanced away. "What about it?" 

Placing my fingers on her chin, I pulled her face back towards me. 

"We're assassins Y/N. We can help you get back on your feet". "Here you'll be safe, you'll belong and you'll have people who you can call family". "You want that right?" 

Her silence seemed to answer my question. 

"So please, stay here with us". "If you don't like the way we do things, after a week, we'll let you leave". "We won't stop you". 

"Fine", she finally replied, before gripping my collar and pulling me into her. "But don't you ever lay your hands on me again, you hear me?" 

Before I knew it, an immense pain shot through my body, as the girl's knee connected to my crotch. I groaned, doubling over in pain. Slumping to the floor, I gripped in between my legs. Tears in my eyes, I glanced up at the smug looking girl. "You bitch".

She merely laughed. "You look so weak and vulnerable right now". "I think I love this new look on your face". She held me up by the shirt and smirked menacingly, a look of pure enjoyment painted on her features. Marching towards the door, she opened it, before shoving me out into the hallway. 

Still gripping my private area, I was met with the door slamming in my face. 

'God, she's a piece of work'. 'But I know I'm gonna love working with her'. 

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Y/N's POV:

"Get your ass out of bed now!" 

The sheets were ripped from my body, causing me to stir from my sleep. 

Groggily, I opened my eyes. Peering back at me was a pair of deep green eyes. 

"Your pervert!" "What are you doing in my room!?" I yelled angrily, launching a pillow in the boy's direction.

"Fuck, Y/N relax!" "I'm just summoning you for the boss". "She wants to see you".

He faltered, his gaze travelling over my body. "And... put some clothes on". 

I gripped my chest and crossed my legs. I wasn't wearing a bra, merely an oversized T-shirt covering half my body, my bare legs on full display. 

"I will once you get out!" I threw another pillow in his direction as he hurried from the room.