Assassin's Embrace: A Deadly Romance [ Major Editing⚠️ ]

Assassin's Embrace: A Deadly Romance [ Major Editing⚠️ ]

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"So you want me to marry you?" She asked. "Yes." "NEVER," she replied furiously. "Well, we'll see about that, sweetheart," Xavier said. "Fuck you",she said. "Ohh believe me i want too, and when I do you won't be able to walk for a week", he said with a smirk. "You crazy", she said "Only for you sweetheart", he pecked her forehead. ____________________ Xavier Adonis Knights He is a multi-billionaire. He owns hotels, hospitals, and businesses worldwide, including Knights Enterprises. Also, the new leader of Al Capone. He is cold-hearted, arrogant, and self-centered until she comes into the picture. Hazel Russo She is a trained assassin. Daughter of the famous politician in Catidel City, Antonio Russo. She's not the type to be taken for granted. She looks tough but is actually very fragile on the inside. ___________________ What happens when he gives her the opportunity to become Mrs Knights. He'll now face all his battles with a wife by his side. Will she end up betraying him like all the rest of them? or will they have a happy ending? It's one heck of a roller-coaster, but will you make it to the end? Hazel's not your typical stay at home wife. Xavier knows what he signed up for and is well prepared for their future. ... Also, side note: Hazel has a dark background story, so be warned. Time and experience has made her into the person she is. ... Trust plays a pivotal role in this story. Every character is driven by their own interests meaning that they aim to achieve self satisfaction and don't care bout each other...except for the ml and fl that is. This ain't a cliché love story. Stop looking past those green flags and accept that they are. This is a slow burning love story, maybe maybe not. WARNING ⚠: This story has smutt, contains bad language, and mentions of murder Reader discretion is advised NOTE:DO NOT COPY MY WORK!!. IT TOOK ALONG TIME TO COMPOSE THIS STORY. KINDLY DO NOT STEAL.❤
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