Painted Myself Black (Consorto Series #1)
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Consorto is a secret crime-fighting organization and all its agents have distinctive ranks depending on one's skills and responsibilities to fulfill. From the highest position, Andradus, there comes Zwote as the second. After them is the tactical group support consisting of Arsen, Intel, and Hacker.
Because of one dramatic turn of events, they came across Raven Marshall and found a potential in her that made the Consorto persuade her all the way to the end. And Giorgos Grisette, who kept a secret from her about his family being part of the organization was her lover at that time.
They dreamt of a simple life together, but fate probably find it strange to have two exceptional people live an ordinary life so they were surprised with the biggest plot twist, an utterly different world has opened right before their eyes like a blank canvas he wanted to color but in the end, she had to paint black.
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