My room is like my sanctuary, I haven't been able to face James since yesterday in the library.
'Amazing' huh?
I'm far from it. How can he say that to me when he doesn't even know me?
He has no idea about the thoughts running through my mind, I'm a murderer.
He doesn't know what I'm capable of..
The first time I held a gun I was 15.
I remember the feeling, power.
I felt nothing as I shot the man who called himself 'Father'
"I own you Ophelia" he had said
"I own the house you live in, the food you eat and the clothes you wear.
While you're under this roof, you're mine. While I'm still breathing, you're mine. Understand that, this is your reality"
So I escaped that reality with the purchase of an AK 47 gun.
He wasn't breathing when I left him.
I felt nothing but relief when he was gone, it was so simple. Easy.
I've been taken advantage of before, I'm sure you can guess who by. The elitist rich of course who preyed on my ability to kill effectively for the wrong reasons. I've killed innocent people before, I'm not proud of it.
I promised myself that it will never happen again.
Killing is what I do, it's what I have done and it's what I will continue to do.
I'm no saint but I'm no devil either.
I'm me, Ophelia. No last name.
Ophelia
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I'd kill for you
Romance"You and me? We're like fire and ice" Meet Ophelia, just another private assassin. She shoots to kill. This time her job is different, hired to protect the most powerful family in America's heir, the arrogant and yet incredibly good looking Mr Char...
