The silent hitman
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Last published Mon, Oct 7, 2019
"What are you getting at? Who the fuck are you? And how the fuck did you know my name?" He stares at me with a serious face.
"We've been watching you for some time now Jess, we know what you are and what your capable of. We are very impressed with your skills, we want you to join us." Is he a fucking lunatic?
"Join who you fucking creep?" He smiles at me.
"We want you to join us and be our hitman, well in your case our hitwoman." Okay yeah he definitely has lost his shit.
"And if I say no?" He smiles more at me as he whips out his gun and points it at me.
"Well it wasn't really a question Jess."
Jess was kidnapped from her father at 3 years old.
Finally had enough of the succubus who abused and tormented her she wanted to be free, she did what anyone would do.
She killed her.
Now working as a stripper a strange man comes in and offers a deal that interests her, what will she do?
With a personality that would drive anyone away, not scared of anything, beyond dangerous like a lethal weapon, and a guy who won't leave her alone.
Maybe she can break through her shell and find out what happened all those years ago, some secrets need to be revealed, or maybe they will be her downfall. Join Jess on her journey to see what happens. who knows, maybe she will fall in love.
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"𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝, 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥." Cassian's voice was a husky whisper against Seraphina's ear, his fingers moving deep inside her as her back arched helplessly against the wall. The air was thick, the danger sharper than the pleasure tearing through her body. Her husband was only a room away. "Be a good little slut for me," Cassian murmured, lips brushing her throat, "or Lucian will hear you, and then he'll know exactly who owns you." Seraphina bit down on her lip, muffling the cry that threatened to break free. Her heart hammered in her chest - guilt, desire, fear - all colliding at once. It was madness, sin, everything she swore she'd never do... and yet she couldn't stop. Not when Cassian's touch felt like salvation. **** Seraphina thought she had married her dream man. Lucian Veyron, the dazzling billionaire who swept her into a fairytale romance, promised her forever. But after the vows, he became a stranger - cold, cruel, and determined to make her life miserable. Then the accident happened. Seraphina wakes in a private ward, nursed by gentle hands and soothed by a voice that calls her beautiful, a man who worships her body like she's his only prayer. But he isn't her husband. He's Lucian's identical twin - Cassian Veyron. Cassian is everything his brother isn't - tender, protective, dangerously addictive. When she's stronger, they return home with Lucian confined to a wheelchair, Cassian moves into their mansion to help. Now Seraphina is forced to live under one roof with the husband who broke her... and the brother who makes her burn. Every glance across the dinner table is fire. Every secret touch in the hallway is temptation. Every stolen night feels like a sin she never wants to escape.
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