Editing!!! "You've gone soft, haven't you? Like a rotting peach." As a trained and highly skilled hitman, Eden isn't sure if she still qualifies as human. She remembers next to nothing of her parents, and only a bit more of her sister. All she knows is that she is angry. But when something she thought she had buried long ago resurfaces, she has a choice. Try to salvage what she long ago lost. Or face the consequences by watching everything burn.

Where Jennie and Lisa's married life goes down the hill, after an unfortunate event that led their only child to his death. Who will fall out of love and who will beg to be loved again?

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP