Target [h.s.]

And I'm following him.

We dodge through the trees, and every few seconds, I swear I hear another footstep behind us. Too close. Too fast. We're not alone out here. Not yet.

"We're sitting ducks like this," Harry mutters. His grip tightens on my wrist like I'm some idiot who might wander off and get herself killed.

I yank myself free. "Don't fucking touch me."

He barely reacts. Infuriating.

Instead, he slows just enough to turn his head and give me a look. That unreadable, smugly amused yet completely detached look that makes me want to hit him again. "Relax, sweetheart," he says smoothly. "I just saved your life."

My blood boils. "You came here to kill me."

He shrugs. "Did I? You're still breathing, dear."

I want to scream.

-

Vienna Pierce was supposed to be a quick kill. Hidden away in witness protection, she was marked for death. Harry Styles, a hitman desperate for his freedom, was sent to eliminate her. No mess. No witnesses. Simple. When the truth about her past is revealed, Harry realizes he's been lied to-and that the real danger isn't Vienna, but the people hunting them both. Forced to go on the run together, they become fugitives in a game where trust is deadly their situation stems from something much darker than either of them.

As tension ignites and enemies close in, Harry and Vienna must decide: will they survive each other, or will they become the very thing they swore to escape?

FILL. THE. SILENCE.

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