My hitman

My hitman

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Aurora comes home from collage for the summer to visit her family. Everything seems perfectly fine until her life takes a crazy turn for the worst.. or better? Austin has a job as a hitman, he never has time for real life. He's hired to kill lots of bad people. He finds himself falling for a girl but he has no time for love because of his job. Until he's hired to kill the girl he's obsessed with. He's also a biker ;) Will she leave her entire life behind for him? Or will he live his live for her? Trigger warnings: murder, weapons, kidnapping, family traumas, smut, stockholm syndrome, guns,
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