The Assassin's Wife
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"W-what the heck is that in your hand?!" I whispered in shock, backing myself against the wall.
Axel looked down at his hand, which held the silver killing device.
"It's a gun?" he said, with confusion in his voice, as if it wasn't obvious.
"Well, no duh, but why the heck do you have one?" I yelled, which maybe wasn't the smartest thing to do when he's the one carrying the gun. But then again, I'm his wife, would he really shoot me?
"I'm not going to shoot you," his voice breaking my train of thought. Axel took a few steps forward before he was leaning over me and I was trapped, surrounded by his arms that were on either side of my head.
"W-what are you going to do then?" I whispered, clenching my fists.
He brought his head downwards, his hot face, take that in either context, was pressed against my left cheek while his hand caressed my waist.
"I'm going to protect you, babe."
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Meet Blaire, your average 25-year-old elementary school teacher with an addiction to skittles.
Meet Axel Owens, your not so average 27-year-old owner of Solstice Company and an ex-undercover topnotch assassin for C.O.B.R.A.
It's been over a year since they got married, and they're enjoying the blissful life of marriage. That is until Axel has a million dollar reward stapled to his back for his capture from other organizations that are in need of his services.
What's the one way to get to him?
By capturing his wife.
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