In Every Demon an Angel Strides (Sebastian Michaelis x Reader)
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  • Reads 18,634
  • Votes 457
  • Parts 17
  • Time 59m
Ongoing, First published Jan 20, 2019
Mature
You are an assassin. You were paid to kill a certain blue haired rich brat. You didn't care as long as you got paid.



~Sneak peek~

" I'm afraid I can't let you kill my young master milady if you were to do so it would be quite unfortunate...for you" the shadow whispered huskily in my ear as I point my knife at him and drop the small pistol.
.....


His eyes were wide as he whispered something. I couldn't understand but whatever I just needed to kill his 'young master.'

~unknown POV~ 

She was beautiful even though she did point her knife at me. She was my mate. I was shocked. If I didn't stop her soon she would get hurt. I need to offer her a job as a maid in this manor. The young master won't Mind.
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[Y/N], an assassin with a demon butler, who is known for always being succesful. What could go wrong when you get the mission to kill two rich boys? ~ You took your gun out of your leather belt and loaded it quickly, careful not to make a sound while doing so. Lifting it up, you pointed it at the dark haired boy, but as soon as you placed your finger on the trigger you felt a presence behind you. You had no time to respond as you already felt the cold metal of a blade on your throat. You gasped slightly in shock, you had not expected to be caught. A muscular chest pressed against your back and your neck, the person - you assumed a male - pulling you closer and put more presure on the blade. "Put the gun down, milady." • The story isn't edited so mistakes may occur •