Edge of Oblivion (Paused)

Edge of Oblivion (Paused)

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𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬. 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬. 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬. 𝐒𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬. 𝐘𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐚 𝐈𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐚 is a russian assassin. She manages to keep her identity a secret for a crazy amount of time until one night, whilst on an assassination streak, she gets kidnapped. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭? 𝐄𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨, is the heir to the mafia thrown. He's stressed. The mysterious assassin always strikes but he never figures out who they are. He 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 this mysterious person does 𝐡𝐢𝐬 job oh so perfectly without a trace. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧?
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The assassin of the Russian mafia was ambushed and put into a medical induced coma and woke up 3 days later in the arms of her enemy. Top- 6th in #Strongfemale ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ ⚔︎ Pain. It was the first sensation that washed over me as I slowly regained consciousness. My head throbbed, and every fiber of my being felt heavy and numb. Blinking my eyes open, the world around me was a blur of white walls and beeping machines. My head throbbed with pain, and I struggled to piece together what had happened. My memory felt like shattered glass, and I couldn't find the missing fragments. As I tried to sit up, a man entered the room, his face familiar yet distant. He wore a facade of concern, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. "Welcome back, my love," he said, his voice smooth and tinged with an Italian accent and laced with a hint of tenderness. "You gave us quite a scare. You were ambushed while on a mission, and we found you unconscious. It's a miracle you're awake." "I'm sorry, but I don't remember you," I admitted, my voice uncertain. His expression shifted, a hint of disappointment flickering in his eyes. "It's okay, darling. You had an accident. You'll remember in time." He called me darling, but the endearment felt foreign to me. My mind was a maze of uncertainty, and I grasped for any hint of familiarity. "I need to know what happened," I insisted, my voice gaining a semblance of determination. He sighed, weaving a tale of deception with practiced ease. "You were attacked while on a mission for the Italian mafia. They left you for dead, but I found you and brought you to safety. We've been married for a year now, my darling Kylie. Don't worry; your memory will come back.""

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