🙖 SAGE 🙐

Sage is an assasin. She is a prisoner. She hates the man who put her in this position. She allowed herself to be kidnapped for love.
She's an assasin. She isn't weak. Except she is. 8 months of malnourishment has her itching, uncomfortable in her own skin. But if she's that uncomfortable, when she is trained under extreme circumstances? She can't imagine what it was like for those who hadn't. And she decides, she would be the lifeline for people, for those who needs a purpose.

Cassius relishes in bloodshed. It's the one thing that keeps him sane - if you can even call him that- in all the chaos. He's never felt truly at peace in his entire life. The bloodlust is always there, hovering over him like a sick disease. Spilling blood usually mutes it, but it never fully leaves.
His thoughts get muddled when he ignores the voice inside his head telling him to injure, to kill, to hurt.
Until one day. One day, when he gets curious, he found himself a little bird. Her song is a balm, her lullaby a medicine to his disease. They say curiousity killed the cat. Well, Cassius found himself a little bird, and she might just be the death of him.
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Exerpt
"Can't you see, Bird, I'm trying to let you go!"
"I don't want you to let me go!"
"Damn it, can't you see I'm trying to do the right thing?" His voice breaks, his eyes glistening. Or maybe it's a trick of the light. Cassius never cries, at least not in front of me.
"When have you ever done the right thing?" I retort, my chest heaving. "This once, just this once, I want you to do the selfish thing and love me."
He presses his lips together, laying a hand against my cheek. I lean against his touch, and then, I hear him whisper, "Fuck it,"
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Warning
This book contains mature content, such as swearing, violent scenes, etc.