(A/N: cover courtesy @fallenangel9 thank you!!)
“please…don’t…" Xavier’s eyes were begging me with his unspoken request. I knew I could stop, so very easily and let it go. But I also knew that I couldn’t. I knew that if I stopped, she would slit his throat, and kill him right there. She would take him and make him pay, for everything that I had done, for everything that was my fault. Xavier was being selfless, just like Xander and Avril had been…but did they really deserve to die for this?
“Scarlett, don’t!” Avril shouted.
She had voiced what Xavier hadn’t. She didn’t care that if I stopped, she would die too. She didn’t care that if I stopped, I’d make the same mistake that Nathan had. She didn’t care that if I stopped, she would not live to see her happy ending. She didn’t care. But I did. I could not let them die. I could not live with that guilt. I could not live with that regret. I had to save them. I had to do this for them.
I walked on and handed the devil the key to the ultimate power that she was hungry for, unwillingly. But if I didn’t, she would use me against me and destroy my life, and everyone else’s in this room. My dad died for me, for one mistake that I had made. I could not let others die too.
“Scarlett, please…don’t give it to her…” Xavier spoke. For a moment, his eyes held mine and I could see regrets, annoyance, disgust, hopelessness, anger, love and selflessness in them. The demons held him back, despite his attempts to run to me and tell me that all of this was a bad dream. But it wasn’t. And it was all my fault.
I would do all it takes to get them out of this. With this resolution, I walked to her and handed her the stone. I could see the ecstasy of power, of invincibility on her face when she turned to Xavier.
“congratulations on getting such a girl, son. Pity she wouldn’t live to see the light of day."
"Previously known as... Scarletstroke: Girl assassin"
* No hesitation
* No killing of children
* No killing of innocent people
* No emotions
* And defenitely, NO falling in love
~ Those are the main rules code named Scarletstroke, former assassin Scarlett Gonzales lives by.
She is a highly-trained, highly-precise and highly-dangerous killer who considers herself the same as any other businesswoman, doing 'just her job' and convincing herself that she is dealing with 'just her target' rather than a person.
She succeeds in contract killing better than any known assassin that ever existed and successfully ignores all feelings or emotions, knowing that they tend to make the "job" not go as planned.
So when a new contract comes in and the mark is a certain gang leader that caught Scarlett's eye, she couldn't resist venturing deeper into a world filled with illegal activities on a personal mission to find out why he has a price on his head. Although, what she finds in that world isn't quite what she expected.
Now, torn between duty and passion, Scarlett must decide if she pulls the trigger or if she becomes the target herself?
Who knows, maybe he might be the answer to her deepest desires.
Because her next target: Cayden Carlisle.
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The culprit took in a deep, calming breath. "You may as well shoot me now, but just know that I am still going to kiss you."
By the time he grabbed her waist with one hand and her wrist, connecting to the hand holding the gun, with the other... she was lost. Completely gone. She never stood a chance. His smell, his mouth, his soft growling noises. They were more than enough to disarm her.
"I finally figured something out about you." He whispered, pulling her closer, trying to meld every part of her to him. "You display all your emotions through body language. In this case, your hand is betraying your mask."
Every word of his was chosen for maximum impact. No wasted syllables, no extra breaths. Just facts.