Not so Picture Perfect

Not so Picture Perfect

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I would love to say that I grew up in a picture perfect family. I would love to say that I am the picture perfect teenager. I would love to say that I have a picture perfect boyfriend. I would love to say that my life is picture perfect. But it's not. I am not your normal teenager. I haven't seen my parents since I ran away from my fathers abusive grip a few years ago. I met a guy, but we are both so messed up....I wonder if it will go anywhere... I am a hitman. But I am a girl. So technically I am a hitwoman. I kill for money. I want love But who could love a woman who murders people for a living?
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This is the second book in the Hitman series, it can be read as a standalone but you'll understand characters a bit better if you read 'Falling for a Hitman' first. Get hooked on the fast paced, heart racing action, and fall for the romance. The second I heard her say my name I knew I was in too deep. I knew I'd do everything in my power to protect her. When her ex came to town I made sure to do just that. When she finished her shower that first night in my home, I fell for her. Never in a million years did I think love at first sight existed but dammit was I wrong. I have nightmares, I ran far to get away from my ex. I never thought he would find me after I changed my name and moved 1500 miles away from my hometown. When he whispered in my ear I thought I was going to die right there in the middle of the dance floor. Luckily I had big strong tattooed arms to fall into, and I never wanted to leave that embrace. We knew nothing about the other. The deceit, the lies we've told, the demons we have both left behind. Not to mention the doubt and everything that could ruin whatever future we could possibly have. She's worth it. He's worth it.

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