Prologue

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Having two lives is so hard. So dangerous yet so fun. So risky yet so enjoying. But when someone important gets involved its not fun nor enjoying anymore.

"Please don't kill me."

"I'm begging you."

I tried so hard to quit at this job but I can't, I'm having so many advantages. Besides its my responsibilities, I can't run from it, and even if I did, I won't be able to escape.

"This is our job mi hija."

"You can't destroy our reputation. The legacy, our ancestors started."

I may be cold, but I'm not heartless.

Two lives. Both successful, but so many enemies. First, many haters attacking me, then many organizations, trying to kill me. Funny, because they can't assassinate me.

My fingers aren't enough to count how many times my life was at stake. I accepted this job for everyone's safety, but why does it feel the opposite. So many people are after me and my skills.

"Shyrvielle, you need to be careful. Our enemies have found out about what you can do."

"We finally found you, you brat."

I rejected them so many times but these bastards are so persistent and actually have the guts to force me to say yes, but because I'm hard-headed, they wer 'forced' to threaten me, but I had no choice.

"You either do what we say or your friends die."

"C'mon brat, its easy, you'll just kill. That's your family's legacy."

But in the midst of chaos, I met this person, who made me confused, but little did I know that this person.... was part of my so-called past.

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