"I want to taste you." My heart skipped a beat. I stared at him, unsure of what to say. I'd never done anything like what he wanted to do to me now. His grip loosened around my neck. "Turn around." Maybe this is the part where I say stop. I swallowed harshly, the weight of what's about to happen crashing down on me. He grabbed my neck again, rougher this time. My breath hitched as his grip tightened, the air between us charged and unsteady. "Don't make me repeat myself, Skai." _______________________________________ No one knew her real name, she only went by Skai. Some called her the Shadow not just because she was hard to find, but because of how she moved: silent and fluid. She was deadly. Never missed. Never left a trace. Her job was simple: take out the last Feramo brother. But an unexpected gang war exploded, dragging her straight into the heart of it. Amid the chaos, she crossed paths with a Mafia Boss. One whose gaze burned with a slow, dangerous fire, raw and impossible to look away from. They found themselves wanting each other dangerously. The fire sparked between them burned hotter and darker than any bullet they'd ever fired.
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