Can I Kill You? (ONGOING)
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  • Votes 181
  • Parts 52
  • Time 7h 14m
Ongoing, First published Aug 07, 2023
Mature
2 new parts
I looked at the table. The bowl was there in the same spot, but there was no sign of the fork.

Where the heck did the fork go!?

All this while, he was looking right at me like a wolf ripping off a human's flesh, which made matters even worse.

I felt so embarrassed. 

I looked up at him in a haze, muttering,

"I am so sorry....I will get this over with soon....don't--"
 
"Just use your mouth."

***

He killed her dad.

He made her leave her job.

He destroyed her life.

Now he is after what's left.

What happens when the world's most renowned criminal and a terrorist Donnor James crosses path with an extraordinary LA based detective Callie not only fighting her broken past thanks to him, but fighting him?

Will she pull the trigger, or will the trigger pull her in?


Disclaimer - this is not your typical romance book, proceed with caution.

Average word count of each chapter - 1200-2600 words

Best rankings so far  -

#35 - opposite 
#24 - weapon
#34 - officer
#60 - attraction
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