Hanna

Our world is cruel, unfair and sometimes scary. But the world that she lives in is much much darker. Her innocent life was stolen from her when she was very young, to serve power hungry men. She was supposed to kill him, she was the best of the best. But something got in the way. Not only his deep green eyes or perfect black hair but also some feelings that she has never felt in her whole life. She was falling in love.
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His green eyes darkened. He pulled out his gun and pressed it against my forehead. I didn't move or say anything. I don't want to die, I don't fear death, I know where I'm going after my life is over. He began to drag the gun lower, to my chest, then to my stomach and finally between my thighs. I gasped. The cool of the gun making me shiver. He pressed harder, I moand. It was his turn to chuckle, and it was dark making another set of shivers run through my body.

He knew what he was doing to me. I hated myself in this moment, for my weakness.

" Are you going to tell me your name, principessa?"
I stayed silent. He pressed a little bit harder, hitting the right spot.

" Hanna.", I practically moaned out. Fuck, I am so weak. How could I give him my real name.

" Hanna.", He repeated, " Hanna, what?"

I stayed silent. He pressed his gun harder against me and started moving it up and down slowly.

" I don't have a last name.", I said quickly. Trying my best to keep my moans in, my voice was shaky.
" It was taken from me when I enterd this world.", He stilled his movements.
"Hmm. Who sent you?"

This story is also available on inkitt,but if you find it anywhere else it has been plagiarised