“Please, PLEASE let me go!” I beg, trying to break free from the ropes that keep my bound to the chair.
“No can do honey.” This man says, saying the word ‘honey’ bitterly, spitting in my face.
“WHY!?!” I exclaim, struggling. “I did EVERYTHING you asked me to do!”
“Not yet you haven’t.” The man says, taking small steps circling around me, eyeing me..
“HELP!” I cry.
"Screaming is useless. No one is going to hear you." He hisses, taking another rope and tying it around my mouth tight.
"JAY! JAY WHERE ARE YOU?!?!" I exclaim before the rope chokes me, tears threatening to spill from my eyes.
He slaps me across the face. "What DON'T you inderstand you spoiled brat? JAY. IS NOT. COMING." He says slowly in a way that made me want to cry even harder. I choke back a sob.
"Is THAT right?" I hear a voice that makes my heart stop.
A million dollar bounty, underground assassins, torture-it's all in a days work for assassin Jessie Wright.
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Molded into an assassin by the one who killed her parents, Jessie defies orders and goes rogue. Now with a bounty on her head, her only chance of survival may be with a man who's reputation is worse than her own.
Violence, Assault, Swearing.