𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑫𝑬𝑽𝑰𝑳 𝑴𝑨𝒀 𝑻𝑬𝑴𝑷𝑻 𝑺𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑺 -𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲 𝑶𝑵𝑬 Ever since the day that shooting happened across church, I've been seeing him everywhere. His cold eyes in every warm area. I couldn't even sleep after a year, it became too hard to stop thinking about him. Even in church, I remember the way his hand grazed my skin when everyone was leaving. I don't know if it was because I've been deprived of so many things, being the priest's daughter. But something inside me told me he was coming back...and he did. In the church. - It was only suppose to be a kill on a Sunday, what I didn't expect was there to be a church from across the building. The minute my gun went off, they all ran, except for her. She had her head down, her hands clasp together in a prayer, but to whom? I had no idea. I only had a glimpsed of her before I was rushed to leave to Italy for a year. I had a contract with the italians after I'd finish this job. As soon as I landed back in New Jersey, I found my way to her. Standing in boy clothes infront of a church. We all go there to repent from our sins but my reason was quite the opposite of that. I'd make her fall in love with me; if she hadn't already, because the moment I laid eyes on her, she knew who I was. I'm grateful to God for one thing--creating this woman. - "You don't scare me." I tell him, his soft yet hard hands on my waist, a smile adoring his face. "Good, angel." His eyes stare down into mine harshly. "There are much more things out there to be scared of, don't waste it on me." Silas lifts his hand and takes out two strands of hair, curling it with his fingers. "You look excruciatingly beautiful tonight." The strand of hair drops from his hand as he lets it drop onto my face. This man had intentions with me, I knew that, but God I couldn't resist.