Their Assassin Submissive

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Carter's Pov:

I am currently watching my target of the day, Jacob Mulleren. Now you would be wondering why I am watching him?

Well, I am an assassin and I work for my country to keep my people safe. You can say I'm a patriot, well why not? My Dad served in the Army for 25 years before retiring. So growing up, I was so inspired and worked really hard for it. My scars which are now covered with tattoos are the evidence of the intense training I underwent.

Back to the Jacob, he is human trafficker and sells woman and children as sex slaves and labourers to different countries. For long the FBI and Interpol have been tracking him. He went uderground for nearly 5 years and is now back again.

This time, I was I was recommended to the FBI by one of my trainers, Aston Martin, who is also like my second dad. Retired Sniper, Veteran, very kind and down-to-earth man.

I have a total of 200 successful kills on my 10 year record. Yes, I started out at 19, very young. When I was 23, I was ambushed, the enemy was more cunning than we expected him to be. But despite my warnings, the Interpol had me go and when I got caught, they all panicked. The FBI and Interpol were at literal war because of me. But I didn't lose hope.

A year later, I killed all those 100 people in a week, gathered all the data and what seemed important and burned the place down. I was assumed to be dead. But when I came back and handed over the stuff to them while giving them a once over of all the things, the Interpol Chief personally apologized to me in front of all and promised to always be more careful. And since then I have treated like an important treasure.

"Alpha, I have a clear shot of the target. Permission to take out the target, over." I said over the earpiece as I awaited the 'go' from the Chief.

"You're a go, Ghost." Came the voice instantly and an evil smirk appeared on my lips behind my mask.

I took my aim and fired the bulle which shot through his head and he fell dead on the ground.

"Target out. Mission completed. Ghost over and out." I said and the line went off.

I immediately packed my stuff and disappeared in the crowd, just like my name, Ghost.

I was finally going on a week's vacation after 6 months. Yeah, I didn't really take any vacation, but my twin brother was getting married and had literally cried for the first time begging me to come home. Of course, my other half, my twin, my heart broke seeing him cry and I promised him to be there. And I missed Mom Dad as well.

I drove my car in the garage and something didn't fit well. The foreboding of something bad made my sniper senses tingle. I immediately got my gun out and loaded it while calling the Chief and FBI on a conference call.

"Carter, what's wrong?" Chief asked me as well the FBI head.

"Chief, something's not right. I need back up at my house. You know my sixth sense has never been wrong. There's a fucking wedding, Chief in two days and the silence is defeaning. I am scared, it's my fucking family. Was there anything we missed these last few days? Or anything abnormal around my house?" I explained and asked.

"No Carter. Our men have been disguised and working there to help you family. Hold on Carter, Declan, where's our boys? Call them and see what's happening. Carter's home and no one is around." Cheif told me and spoke to the men.