Killing The Prince

Killing The Prince

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Cecilia is an assassin. Michael is her target. She's never failed, and she won't start now. Her goal is simple: Kill the prince. Easy right? Or so she thought. ~ "What did you say?" He was smirking. The bastard was smirking at me while I held a knife to his throat. Kinky motherfucker. "Oh please, you didn't think you actually fooled me, did you?" And then as quick as lightning, he had flipped us over. He was pressing me forcefully against the wall, my front against the wall as his breath came a little ragged from behind me. I tried to move but it was no use, he had me pinned, his front pushing at my back and holding me in place. One hand holding my hand with the knife, he was crushing my wrist until I let go of the dagger with a gasp. His other hand wrapped firmly around my throat, forcing my face sideways, his breath falling on my neck. ~ Cover: ©Demian 2004-2020 all rights reserveddemian.art . patreon . society6 . twitter
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𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐝. I'm in love with him but he's in love with my younger sister and has made that painfully clear to me. "Who are you in love with?" I ask softly, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'm in love with Isabella, your sister. She's the only woman I truly care about," he admits, revealing his feelings for my younger sister after we had just gotten married, it hasn't even been twenty-four hours. "I'll fulfill my role as your husband, but don't expect any love or affection. This marriage is just an agreement between our families, nothing more. Do you understand?" His words are cold, piercing through me like arrows. I fight back the tears threatening to fall and manage to reply, "I understand." But my pain would not last long, not until I meet Mr. Russo, Marcello's father who was that head of the Mafia, a dangerous and powerful man who stole my heart.

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