Kisses of a HitWoman
She was placed in his world to kill him. Three years later, she still hasn't. Instead she has been quietly dismantling every threat moving against Dominic from the inside no orders, no credit, no explanation while playing the fragile woman he thinks he rescued. Now the syndicate is done waiting. A second operative has been sent to finish the job, and Lena knows the truth she isn't just a protector anymore. She's a loose end.
Saving Dominic means burning her cover. Burning her cover means showing him everything every lie, every performance, every moment of vulnerability she manufactured. Except somewhere between the mission and the man, some of it stopped being manufactured. And she can't tell the difference anymore.
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Chapter: The ThreadThe morning after was quiet in a way that had teeth.Dominic made coffee. Set a mug in front of her without speaking. Sat across the kitchen island with his own cup and looked out the window at the city the way he did when he was working something out in his head and hadn't gotten there yet.She watched him the way she watched everything without appearing to.He hadn't mentioned the hallway. Hadn't mentioned finding her awake, or the bathroom, or the way they had stood in the dark looking at each other with that new and terrible silence between them. He had simply gone back to bed, and she had followed, and they had lain side by side in the dark not touching, not speaking, until somewhere around three in the morning she had felt his hand find hers under the covers.He hadn't said anything then either.That was the thing about Dominic that kept catching her off guard after three years. Other men filled silence with noise. He sat inside it like he owned it too."You're staring," he said
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Chapter: The CallShe waited until he was asleep.Dominic went out at eleven-fifteen — she knew his sleep the way she knew everything about him. The exact moment his breathing changed, when the tension left his shoulders, when he stopped being the most dangerous man in the city and became just a man. She waited ten more minutes after that. Then she slipped out from under his arm, picked up her phone, and walked barefoot to the bathroom at the far end of the hall.She ran the tap. Sat on the edge of the tub. Dialed.Reza picked up on the second ring."You saw the photograph." Not a question. His voice was the same as always — flat, unhurried, the voice of a man who had never needed to raise it. Reza ran the Veil the way certain men ran empires. Quietly. From a distance. With the patience of someone who knew the outcome before the game started."Who took it?" she asked."Does it matter?""It matters to me.""Then you're already more compromised than I thought." A pause. "Which is saying something, Lena."
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Chapter: The DinnerHe told her three days in advance.That was unusual. Dominic didn't plan things. He moved and she moved with him, that was the rhythm they had settled into without discussing it. So when he came home Wednesday and said "clear Friday night, just us, no phones", she filed it under notable and spent the next forty-eight hours wondering what had changed.Friday came. He took her to a place with no sign outside and a host who knew his name before he said it. Small table in the back. No guards inside two on the street, which she clocked without appearing to look. Candlelight. The kind of quiet that cost money.He ordered for both of them without asking."You do that every time," she said."Do what?""Order. Without asking."He looked up from the menu. "You were going to get the same thing.""You don't know that.""Lena." He set the menu down. "You've gotten the same thing at every restaurant we've been to for two years."She opened her mouth. Closed it."That's not the point," she said."Wh
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Chapter: The LeakShe found it on a Tuesday.Not because she was looking, she was always looking, that was the point. But this particular Tuesday she was sitting at the kitchen counter with a coffee she hadn't touched, scrolling her phone like a woman with nothing to do, while quietly running a cross-reference on three names Dominic had mentioned at dinner.One of them didn't line up.Cael Briggs. Mid-level. Handled logistics for Dominic's shipping routes which routes moved when, which docks, which drivers. Invisible enough to be ignored. Important enough to do real damage. She had flagged him six weeks ago as a low-level concern.Overnight, that thread had moved.A transfer. Small enough to miss if you weren't looking for the shape of it. She knew that shape. Had used it herself — the specific way money moved when someone was being paid not to talk but to listen.Cael Briggs was feeding information outside the Moretti organization.The problem wasn't finding him. The problem was she couldn't report it
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Chapter: The Night He Found HerShe had chosen that corner deliberately.Not the one with the streetlight. Too visible, too staged. The one just past it, where the light died and the rain came down hard enough to make a person look genuinely lost. She had stood there for eleven minutes before his car turned onto the street. Eleven minutes in the cold, shoes filling with water, running the calculation one last time.Dominic Moretti took the same route home every Thursday.That was his first mistake.She had been briefed on him for six weeks. Knew his schedule, his habits, his pressure points. Knew he had a weakness for broken things — stray dogs, failing businesses, people who looked like they had nowhere left to go. His men called it generosity. Her handler called it exploitable.She called it the door.So she stood in the rain at the right corner on the right night wearing the right expression. Not crying, that was too obvious. Just still. The specific stillness of someone who had run out of options and hadn't deci
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Chapter: THE PERFORMANCEThe man was already deadHe just didn't know it yet.Lena Vasquez stood at the penthouse window, fingers wrapped around a glass of water she hadn't touched, watching the street below like she was watching nothing at all. Casual. Unbothered. The way you watch something that can't hurt you.The black sedan three floors down had been parked in the same spot for forty minutes. Wrong angle for surveillance. Wrong distance for a drive-by. But perfect, absolutely perfect for a man who wanted a clear line of sight to the building entrance the moment Dominic Moretti stepped outside.She picked up her phone. Typed one message to a number that didn't exist in her contacts. Sent it.Then she went to touch up her lip gloss.By the time she came back, the sedan was gone.She was slicing tomatoes when she heard the elevator.Dominic's tell. Private elevator, never the stairs, always between eight and nine unless something had gone wrong. The sound of those doors had become as familiar as a heartbeat
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Chapter: CHAPTER 7: THE WOMAN WHO VANISHEDElena didn't lower the photograph.She held it between them, steady, waiting.Alexander was looking at the image with an expression she hadn't seen on his face before. Not the controlled blankness he used in meetings. Not the careful assessment he'd turned on her since the night of the gala. Something underneath all of that. Something older."You know her," Elena said again. "I need you to tell me who she is."Alexander reached out and took the photograph from her hand. He looked at it for a moment, then turned it over and read her father's handwriting on the back.She knows everything. Keep her safe.He was quiet for long enough that Elena started to feel the silence like pressure."Her name is Diane Mercer," he said finally.Elena waited."She was a senior accountant at Knight Holdings," he said. "Eight years ago. She worked directly alongside your father during his consultancy period." He paused. "She was the one who first flagged the financial irregularities to Thomas. Before he b
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Chapter: CHAPTER 6: THE APARTMENTAlexander drove himself.No driver, no security, just him behind the wheel of a black car cutting through Manhattan traffic with the kind of focused efficiency that told Elena he'd done things like this before. Made fast decisions. Moved without announcing it.She sat in the passenger seat with her phone in both hands, calling Sophia.Straight to voicemail.She called again.Voicemail."She's probably in class," Alexander said, without taking his eyes off the road. "Her phone might be off.""She never turns her phone off," Elena said.She called a third time.Voicemail.Elena lowered the phone to her lap and looked out the window. The buildings blurred past, Brooklyn getting closer. Her stomach felt like something was sitting in it that shouldn't be there.Alexander glanced at her once. Said nothing. Looked back at the road.That was the thing about him she was starting to notice. He didn't fill silence with noise. Most people did. Most people, when someone beside them was visibly try
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Chapter: CHAPTER 5: THE NIGHT HE DIEDElena didn't take the elevator down.She pressed the button for the fiftieth floor instead.The doors opened back onto Alexander's reception area. The woman behind the curved desk looked up with mild surprise. Elena walked past her without stopping, pushed open the double doors without knocking, and stepped back into Alexander's office.He was on the phone.He looked up when she entered, and something in his expression changed immediately. Not guilt exactly. But awareness. Like a man who knew a conversation was coming and had been calculating how long he had before it arrived.He said something quiet into the phone and ended the call."That was fast," he said."Were you there?" Elena asked. "The night my father died. Were you there?"The office went completely still.Alexander set his phone down on the desk with careful, deliberate movements. He didn't answer immediately. He did that thing again, reaching into his left hand pocket, touching something briefly before his hand came back
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Chapter: CHAPTER 4: THE DEALElena came back at noon.She hadn't planned to. She'd walked out of Knight Holdings that morning telling herself she needed to think, needed air, needed distance from Alexander Knight and his quiet dangerous voice and the things he'd said about her father.But she'd made it exactly four blocks before she stopped on the sidewalk, standing in the middle of foot traffic with people flowing around her, and realized she had nowhere else to go.The debt wasn't going away.Her father wasn't coming back.And someone had sent her a text message last night that still made her skin crawl.She turned around and went back.Marcus was waiting in the lobby like he'd expected her.He didn't say anything smug about it, which she appreciated. He just nodded, pressed the elevator button, and handed her a coffee cup."Caramel latte," he said. "Alexander mentioned you ordered one yesterday at the gala."Elena took the cup and stared at it."He noticed what I ordered.""He notices everything," Marcus said
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Chapter: CHAPTER 3: NOT AN ACCIDENTThe words sat between them like something sharp."It wasn't an accident."Elena heard them. She understood each word individually. But her brain refused to put them together in a way that made sense."What do you mean it wasn't an accident?" she asked.Alexander didn't answer immediately. He stood up from his desk and walked back to the window, his hands clasped behind his back again. Like he needed distance from what he was about to say.Elena watched him. She noticed things about him that she hadn't clocked last night. The way he moved, deliberate and unhurried, like every step was a decision. The slight tension in his jaw when he was choosing his words carefully. The fact that he kept his mother's watch in his left hand pocket, touching it briefly before he turned to face her.She didn't know yet that it was his mother's watch.She just noticed he touched it when things got heavy."Your father discovered something," Alexander said finally. "Inside this company. Inside Knight Holdin
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Chapter: CHAPTER 2: I KNEW YOUR FATHERElena didn't sleep.She lay on her bed staring at the ceiling of her Brooklyn apartment, still wearing her work clothes, shoes kicked off at the door. The text message sat open on her phone screen beside her."Go home. Right now."She'd read it forty times. It still made no sense.She didn't know the number. She'd tried calling it twice. Both times, silence, then a dead tone. Like the number existed only long enough to send four words and then disappeared.Her sister Sophia was asleep on the couch when Elena had gotten home, curled under a blanket with her college textbooks spread across the floor. Elena had stepped over them carefully, not wanting to wake her.Sophia didn't need to know about tonight. Not yet.Elena reached over and turned her phone face down.At seven in the morning, she gave up on sleep entirely.---Knight Holdings occupied the kind of building that made regular people feel small on purpose.Elena stood on the sidewalk outside it at eight fifty-eight, looking up a
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