An Assassin For The Billionairess

Raina Cole “This way, ma’am,” the hostess led me away from the public area. Cassie and Katrina were still waving and winking like idiots as I followed. She led me into a smaller room that was dimly lit with blue and red colors. It was quieter and more private. I took a seat on the only couch that was in the center of the room. It had a side table beside it with champagne chilling in an ice bucket “Your dancer will be with you shortly,” she said, then left me alone with the music humming low through hidden speakers. I looked around, my heart beating steadily. I would never have thought that I’d be in a place like this It was just a dare for ten minutes. I could handle it, what could possibly go wrong? He finally walked in and the air in the room changed. He took one look at me and smirked, and I could swear I felt my heart miss a beat. If I thought he looked good on the stage, I underrated his appearance because…damn. His facial features were perfectly arranged

Raina Cole “Didn’t think you’d actually call.” I don’t know what to expect after I pressed the call button. What I didn’t expect was for him to pick up on the very first ring, like he had been waiting on my call Hearing his voice again, so smooth and confident, shouldn't have hit me hard. But it did It was deep, calm, teasing and felt like he’d whispered it directly against my skin. “I—uh, hi,” I managed. I sounded breathless. Pathetic. I heard his deep chuckle over the phone. “Why do you sound nervous?” I ignored the question and went straight to why I called him. “I need a favor. Can I see you today if possible?" “Mmm.” His tone was lazy, and it made my nipples hard. “Miss me already? You need another dance or…..something more” His voice was so rich and velvety. All I could imagine as he spoke was him talking me through as he slipped inside of me. I shifted in my seat, furious at my skin for tingling just because he had spok

Raina Cole Wait, you’re going to the wedding?” Cassie’s voice shot up an octave, loud enough to make my head throb. “I don’t have much of a choice,” I muttered, closing the last document on my laptop. Katrina's expression dropped to a mix of horror and pity. “You’re walking into your sister’s wedding to your ex? Alone? After everything that happened? Cassie crossed her arms. “That’s prime humiliation.” I lifted my chin. “Who said I’m going alone? I’m going to show what he lost.” They both froze, identical expressions of shock spreading across their faces. “You’re joking,” Cassie said. I looked down at my coffee, tracing the rim. “It’s… complicated.” Cassie’s eyes narrowed. “Raina.” I sighed. “Fine. I might’ve hired someone.” Katrina blinked. “Like a date?” “Like a fake boyfriend,” I corrected. Cassie shrieked. “You did not!” Katrina leaned so close to her camera that all I saw was her forehead. “Oh my God, is it that dancer from the club?” “Who?” I

Raina Cole Goddamn, he drove me crazy. He played the part well. Too well I wasn’t here for closure. I was here to smile so sweetly that it burned Shawn alive inside. But even now, I could still feel where his fingers had been, a phantom warmth that refused to fade. My parents adored him already. Shawn sat across from me, jaw tight, fork unmoving. I could feel the jealousy bleeding off him. Good. My sister just stared, disbelief flickering behind her fake smile like she couldn’t believe I’d actually brought someone… perfect. “Raina, oh my gosh, I love him,” my mom whispered as soon as he left. My dad joined in. “How long have you two been together?” My brain blanked. Shit. Ken and I hadn’t talked about that. “Uh… a year now,” I lied. I smiled, hoping they couldn’t tell. I made a mental note to get my story straight with Ken. “A year?” my mother gasped. “And you never told us!” I gave a shy laugh. “It happened fast.” Ken came back and took his seat b

Raina Cole “Separate rooms?! Why?” My mom looked physically alarmed when she saw us trying to pick different rooms. “Mom, I promise it’s fine. We both agree. Right Ken?” “Anything you decide, sweetheart.” He replied.What was wrong with him? Why was he replying like I was forcing my decision on him? This was not what we agreed to!Before I could say anything, he put his arm on the door frame, leaning slightly on the door. His movement caused the hem of his shirt to snag up just enough to see the outline of his abdominal muscles. My eyes involuntarily followed the strong v-cut line on his midsection till it disappeared into his pants. “Raina be serious. We’re not in the 1800s. You’re young, you’re in love and I definitely don’t expect both of you to sleep in separate rooms for a whole week.” Ken cleared his throat, lightly touching my mother on her shoulder. Good, he was about to make my mom understand. “Mrs. Cole, honestly, I was hoping you’d talk some sense into Raina. I wou