REWRITTEN KINDLE VERSION WITH BONUS CHAPTERS OUT NOW!! Death wasn't something she feared, especially when she lived the life of a secret assassin. Sharp-witted and seemingly innocent, Hope Taylor perfected a lifestyle nobody could catch up to. But what she never expected was to be watched. Amartolós, her rival and ruthless assassin, had one mission: to kill Hope. With devilish charm and known for his deadly sins, he finds himself caught up in the chase of tormenting The Angel of Death. But one problem: he didn't know her real identity. But what happens when the two of them are more connected than they thought? Will the dynastic plans remain the same, or will sacrifices be made? ❝Can I fuck you, Angel?❞ He whispers as his lips remain inches away from mine. ❝I have a boyfriend❞ , I admit. ❝But he's not Angels boyfriend❞ He whispers into my ear as his lips brush against my cartilage ❝Your real identity and secret one are two different people Angel?❞ Completed April 2023 Unedited ..................... "𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬. 𝙒𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚, 𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙙"

"𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔" •••• "Don't lie, Amisha. I'm sick of these lies. And if you're so sure that you didn't cheat on me, then fine, let's move on to the next step,prove me you didn't cheated on me" he said, and she frowned in confusion. He realized she didn't understand his intention. "Get intimate with me, tell me that you love me, and I'll believe you. I'll believe that you're telling the truth," he said, or more precisely, made an offer. She couldn't process his words. Her heart broke as she listened to him. •••• His expression darkened, pain flickering in his eyes. "Kya kami reh gayi thi, Amisha? Sab kuch diya tha tumhe... apna dil tumharee kadmon mein rakha tha. Fir bhi tumne yeh kiya?" His words came out in a choked whisper, his composure slipping. (Was there anything I didn't give you, Amisha? I gave you everything... I placed my heart at your feet. And still, you did this) Tears gathered in his eyes, though he struggled to maintain his demeanor, reminding himself he couldn't afford to be soft. "You're hurting me," she whispered, her voice cracking slightly. His eyes flickered with guilt, but he didn't let go. "And what about the hurt you caused me?I loved you, Amisha. I gave you everything. My heart, my soul... everything. And still, you didn't choose me." Tears welled up in her eyes. "You should have looked into my eyes once, it was always you Vivaan. But your jealousy... your obsession... it's destroying us."