MasukNaomi Belle was raised in the shadows—an elite assassin whose name alone made the underworld flinch. But after uncovering the truth about her stolen past, and a slight problem, she walks away from blood and darkness to return home… only to discover her parents are alive and she has an overprotective brother who think she’s an angel. Unfortunately, Naomi’s idea of “gentle and well-behaved” involves resisting the urge to snap necks when irritated. Keeping her secret identity hidden is hard enough—until a nosy, sharp-eyed businessman named Stephen Smith literally catches her red-handed. Instead of exposing her, Stephen starts teasing his way into her double life—and her guarded heart. His relentless humor, maddening charm, and inconveniently golden personality chip away at Naomi’s killer instincts, one smirk at a time. But love doesn’t erase danger. The underworld hasn’t forgotten its deadliest recruit, and Naomi’s family and Stephen become perfect leverage. Between keeping her halo straight for her brother and hiding a gun under her cardigan, Naomi will have to decide which identity to protect—and who she’s willing to kill for when both worlds collide.
Lihat lebih banyakI walked back into the shared room defeated. My pride had packed its bags and left me a few minutes ago. "Weren't you sleeping in another room? Why're you back so soon?" Damien asked, eyes glued to his book like he wasn't the reason my peace fled the empire. I narrowed my eyes. "Did a thief break into the bedchambers?! Why did all the other beds in the palace disappear?" I huffed. He barely reacted. "Maybe grandma did that." Of course. That crafty old matriarch. She wanted heirs — tiny soldiers crawling around soon. But I never thought she would be this tactically ruthless. I truly underestimated the political warfare of this dynasty. I had no choice. My soldiers... my reinforcements... my spare bedding... slain. I wrapped myself aggressively in the quilt and laid at the very edge of the bed, fortifying my border. There'd be no invasion tonight. "We've slept together before. Is doing that really necessary?" Damien asked. "Turn off the lanterns. I want to sleep now," I ordered.
I watched carefully as Damien's mother fed Queen Mother the medicine crafted by the physician I found — the herbs we bought with Damien's ridiculous money-battling at that auction. The potion smelled bitter but held power; I could feel it. "After the queen mother drinks this medicine not only will it cure her illness but also extend her life quality." the doctor assured. Damien's mom let out a breath she'd been holding for days. "That's wonderful! Thank you doctor! You're the only one who has truly saved this family. Name any price." The physician shook her head immediately. "No need, Mrs Woods translated my medical book in exchange for treatments. This was our agreement. I'm not greedy." Oh. So she was impressed after all. As she should be. "I'll head back to the mountain now." "I'll escort you back," I said automatically. She held up a hand. "No need. This is the rest of the medicine I've made with the materials you've brought. It's life saving." She handed me a small sack
"Mr and Mrs Masterson, fancy meeting you here," Bosley said, smug as sin, his eyes lingering on Billie a moment too long. I felt Billie relax at my side. Her thoughts snapped: 'It's no coincidence. He's here to cause trouble along with Elaine.' Of course he was. "I heard your grandmother was sick. Shame there's some great items here tonight— I bet you'd want them a lot," Bosley said. "I'll make sure to snatch everything away." Billie crossed her arms, chin raised like she was about to declare war on him. "You think you can compete with my husband? How foolish. Compared to him you're just a firefly trying to outshine the moon." My brows rose. Am I that great in her eyes, huh? Damn my natural charm. She wasn't done. "You're barely worth mentioning," she hissed. "You—" Bosley sputtered. "You what? You're despicable," Billie snapped. "Back in the day I would have dragged you out and thrown you into an oven for punishment." Alice's eyes flew wide. Elaine quickly stepped forward
Holden and Mom hovered like skittish sparrows beside Grandma's bed. The room felt too small for all the noise—beeping monitors, sharp breaths, people holding their tempers like any attitude could be bad for us. "Can she really find that doctor?" Alice asked me as we waited for her. "It's been three hours already." "She can do anything," Holden insisted. Since when was he such a supporter? He'd better redirect his eyes. The door eased open. Elaine led in a nervous, smiling man—older, oily, the type who smelled like he might be homeless. "What are you doing here Elaine?" Alice huffed as Elrond walked into grandma's room followed by an older man. Elaine—too calm, too practiced—answered before I could. "I heard grandma was sick. This is doctor Moeller the elusive doctor who can cure anything. I think he can definitely help her out," she said. I raised a brow. "He can save my grandma?" "That's right, he's a descendent of famous doctors as well and has the medical skills. You can loo
The private room smelled of roasted tea leaves and old books. A lone older man sat at the round table, fingers tapping the lacquered wood, eyes sharp enough to slice truth from flesh. He looked up at me. "Who are you?" the older man asked as I sat down across from him. Holden straightened, nervo
Chaos erupted before the dust of the fallen prop had even settled. "Why was there a reporter on set?!" Alice screamed, shoving a trembling assistant into a corner. "What's happening around here?!" I ignored her shrill panic and focused on the assistant. "Why did the prop cause an incident?" I a
Nothing was making sense anymore—not since Billie hit her head. Elaine and I were still at the clinic after Billie had wandered off on her own. I asked Elaine if she remembered the necklace incident. She said she wore it when she helped me in the mountains... and claimed Billie must have snatched
"Mom, you're finally back from the trip! If you didn't come back this woman would tear everything apart," Alice immediately accused, pointing at me like her finger could stab truth into existence. I didn't bother dignifying her. Instead, I strode past them and went straight into the kitchen. Just












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