"You are to slow." He caught my leg before it made contact with his ribs. "Oh my god. Your reflexes are bad." He said with a flinch. His words were angering me. I flung my punch towards his jaw with all my power. He ducked and caught my wrist and whirled it. It hurt. He pulled me towards him. My back made contact with his chest. "Not fast enough."He said. "Perhaps you could do better with practice." His warm breath was tingling the back of my neck. "Don't worry. I'll train you." He smiled wickedly. I was caught off guard. . . . . . . Rayle's next assignment is Will. She never thought she would fall in love, for she was an emotionless, cold hearted killer. But she did. She moved to an institution where everyone had their own magical powers. She too had one. She wanted to finish her job, but was falling in an inevitable love. She doesn't know, the target is no one but herself. Mysteries start unveiling. She is stuck in between more powerful people. Will she escape?All Rights Reserved
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