The Way The Wind Flows

The Way The Wind Flows

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Scarlet O'Hare is not normal. She enjoys pain, doesn't run from it. She loves fear, doesn't hide from it. And she's the perfect assassin. If only she would kill someone. She has the training. She knows what to do. She was forced to learn the art of killing from birth. But she doesn't want to kill. She wants to have a normal life. She wants to have the American experience. She wants to save the world like every other normal teenager. But that's not an option. Not when she uses self defense to keep a gangster from raping her. And kills him. She has to run. But she doesn't. Because it's in her nature to face her fears and fight. That was five years ago. Now she's 17. A young woman blossoming in the world. Except not really. She's the assassin known only as Scar. The best in the business. Ruthless. Heartless. Empty. She's a killer. The very thing she never wanted to be. - Ace Black is the General of the United States of America. He is important and powerful. He has cut the murder rate in half in just the one year he's been in his position. But now Scars target is the Dictator of the USA. And Ace's target is her. It's brain against brain. They must make it out alive. One must die. But who's the real enemy?
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𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 =========================== He walked in and locked the door. "The only time you talk in this whole fucking week is to a little boy?" He walked towards me and started to remove his blazer and undoing his pants. "What are you doing?" I asked strongly yet I was internally trembling. "Fucking you" And with that he grabs me, turns me around, grabs my hands and pushed me down the table behind me. Before I could process, he lifted my dress, and in a second his dick entered my surprisingly wet pussy. He wasn't sweet at all. He was harsh and I tried to not moan so that I don't embarrass myself in front of others and so that he doesn't hear a voice from me. "The way people looked at you pissed me off so fucking much" I held on the table sides as he was ruthless on his thrusts and I started to cry at the pleasure and humiliation that was building up. "I just wanted to remove everyone's eyes" he said and I cried more. His thrusts were so hard that my legs lifted from the floor and were in air, my pussy was at the mercy of his dick. He bends over me and I felt a tear in my dress. He removed my hair from the back, and whispered, "Scream out loud, don't hide those pretty little moans from me, let others also know to whom does this pussy belong to" ======================== ||FAST PACED BOOK||

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