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Kiss For The Camera

Author: Batman_01
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-02 23:38:59
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
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  • An Assassin For The Billionairess   Maid Of Honor?

    The gala organized by our parents on behalf of "the happy couple," felt suffocating. it was a pre-wedding celebration for Shawn and Kate. I stood at the edge of the ballroom, clutching a glass of champagne so I wouldn’t lose my mind. Beside me, Kenneth looked... infuriating. Every time I thought he couldn't look better, he proved me wrong. He was in a bespoke black tuxedo that hugged his broad shoulders and narrowed at his waist, his hair groomed to perfection, his brown highlights standing out. He looked like royalty. He looked lethal.He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Stop looking at me like that, Feisty.""Like what?" I breathed, my voice trembling.He leaned in, his mouth brushing the shell of my ear. "Like you want to make me forget there are five hundred people in this room."Before I could process the heat in his words, the speakers crackled. Kate was on the stage, radiant in a cream silk dress, holding the microphone like it was a scepter. Shawn stood beside her

  • An Assassin For The Billionairess   Attack...The Retreat

    “Look at the way he looks at her,” one top-tier journalist had tweeted. “In a room full of the world’s most beautiful models, he only has eyes for Raina. This isn't PR. He is obsessed with her."I sat on the edge of the velvet chair in my room, the glow of my tablet illuminating the dark circles under my eyes as I read the headlinesThe stock market had closed an hour ago and Sephine AI and Cole Noir, my companies, hadn't just rebounded; they were soaring.I scrolled through the blog to see shots from the launch. From the exact moment I hadn’t even realized I was being photographed, Kenneth leaning in close, his mouth near my ear, his body angled toward me like the rest of the room didn’t exist. My head tilted toward him. My shoulder brushing his chest.Another comment had over ten thousand likes: “Raina never melted like this with Shawn. She looks safe. She looks… alive.”I closed my eyes, a lump forming in my throat. It was working. The narrative that Shawn and Kate had tried to we

  • An Assassin For The Billionairess   The Irony

    I didn’t slow down onceMy tires screamed against the asphalt as I took the corner on two wheels, the scent of burning rubber filling the cabin of the high-end SUV. I was driving like a man possessed, weaving through the stagnant New York traffic like it was a training course instead of a populated road, the speed limits looking like suggestions to meRachel’s texts kept flashing on my screen. Then came her repeated calls which I ignored, my mind only replaying one thing–the sound of Raina’s voice breaking over the phone. Not loud. Not hysterical. Just… fractured. Like something inside her had cracked and she was trying to hold it together out of sheer will.Rachel eventually stopped calling and left a voicemail insteadI can't believe you left me for that... You’re pathetic, you know that? You’re fucking glitching. You left me for a mission? She’s a target, you idiot.Good, I thought, jerking the wheel to avoid a taxi by mere millimeters. At least Rachel knew better than to call Rai

  • An Assassin For The Billionairess   The Wrong Body

    I reached the door of Room 412 and delivered the signature knock. Three sharp raps in quick succession, silence, and then one final, heavy strike. It was a code that told anyone who knew me well enough that I was the one knocking and it was safe to open The door swung open almost instantly. Rachel stood there, draped in a cupro robe that cost more than most people made in a month, her eyes lighting up with a hunger I usually found easy to satiate. I looked around before I got in incase they were paparazzi’s or any media outlets around When I confirmed the coast was clear, I stepped inside, closing the door behind meShe moved to throw her arms around me, excitement edging every single feature on her face. I wondered why. I caught her wrists before she could touch me. "Don’t," I growled. Rachel stumbled back, rolling her eyes as she let out a sharp, mocking laugh. "Oh my God, you're still so stuck up. I wonder how you cope going around kissing and hugging that billionaire bitch

  • An Assassin For The Billionairess   Against My Better Judgement

    Every nerve hummed. Every thought was too loud. I kicked off my heels by the door and stood there for a second longer than necessary, breathing like I’d just run a mile.This was ridiculous.Not only could I feel my wetness coating my thighs and threatening to run down my legs, I could smell how wet I was. Seems like my pheromones were working overtime, making me a mess. A hot, wet, destabilized mess.I walked over to the bed and just fell on my sheets.My body was tingling, screaming for a touch that wasn't coming. I rolled onto my stomach, burying my face in a pillow to stifle a groan, but the friction of the bedding against my thighs only made the throbbing between them more violent.“I should have just begged”, the traitorous voice in my head whispered.One word. One syllable. “Please.” If I had just said it, those large, calloused hands would be on me right now. That mouth would be all over me, taking care of my throbbing clitFuckI sat up abruptly. No. I couldn't beg.If I let

  • An Assassin For The Billionairess   A Glitch

    “No” The rejection resounded in my head more times than I cared to admit. I had done everything—defended her against that pathetic ex and the fucking media, carried her like a prize, whispered things to her that would make a saint blush—and yet, she had looked me in the eye and said “No”. It wasn't the lack of sex that irritated me. It was the defiance. She had chosen her pride over her own relief. She was a mess, a literal puddle in my lap, and she still chose to win. Why won’t you break? I hissed internally. I couldn’t even go inside the house. I went to my quiet place instead. I had one in every city—yes, I had gone to almost every country, state or city there was for my missions which I had never failed. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her. I saw the way she’d squirmed in that front-row seat while I poured filth into her ear. I saw the way her pupils had blown wide, swallowing the iris until she looked like she was drowning in her own need. I could still t

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