[Y/N], an assassin with a demon butler, who is known for always being succesful. What could go wrong when you get the mission to kill two rich boys? ~ You took your gun out of your leather belt and loaded it quickly, careful not to make a sound while doing so. Lifting it up, you pointed it at the dark haired boy, but as soon as you placed your finger on the trigger you felt a presence behind you. You had no time to respond as you already felt the cold metal of a blade on your throat. You gasped slightly in shock, you had not expected to be caught. A muscular chest pressed against your back and your neck, the person - you assumed a male - pulling you closer and put more presure on the blade. "Put the gun down, milady." • The story isn't edited so mistakes may occur •

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"¿Qué se siente estar al borde del deseo con alguien que no puede enamorarse? ¿Y si además no es del todo humano?" Ella está marcada. Pero nadie le explicó por qué. Lo que iba a ser una simple estadía en la mansión Phantomhive se transforma en un juego peligroso entre secretos, sangre, y un mayordomo con mirada de pecado. No es solo un fanfic. Es una tentación con guantes blancos.