LOGIN(Troy)
I wanted to take CC to the airport, but she said no, promising not to get on the plane if he did.“Pain in my ass to the end, aren't you?” I teased, despite the giant hole in my chest.She looked down at her hand and was about to take off my grandmother's engagement ring when I stopped her.“You hold on to that. Just in case you need it again in the future.”She smiled. “Playing with a girl's heart to the end, aren't you?”I approached her carefully and kissed her lips lightly. She leaned into me and deepened the kiss. The last time we kissed it wasn't exactly the most pleasant memory. It was by no means certain or even probable that we would make it back to each other, but if we did somehow, I was glad there would be more than just a muddled kiss between us.“If only the first one had gone like that. We might already be hitched by now," I mused.CC frowned and I smiled for her, despite wanting to return her frown with one of my own.2021, February 14th(Maine, Terres Somnia)“Right. Evil twin sister. Got it,” said a disgruntled Aaron. "Guilty,” said Kate, raising a hand, before returning it to her gun. Kate took in the dinner for two and grimaced. “I guess he really isn’t yours anymore, Queen of Assassins. She's definitely still yours though, sweet prince."Aaron put an arm out in front of Emily protectively while his eyes went to Keira. Yup, they definitely weren't ready. He wasn't ready. Even with the gun in Keira's hand, Aaron couldn't keep it straight about who he was supposed to be protecting. Emily brought his arm right back down to go and stand next to him. "Still?!" Emily asked. "You and her?! She almost killed you!" "I know, right? Hard not to be a peeping tom with these two. The almost killed him thing made the sex so much hotter," said Kate. “I have no illusions about the six months you were away, but for
Keira grinned at his matter of fact tone. Men didn't speak to her that way. No one did. Most people made a fuss about her stabbing random creeps who failed to recognize her as more than just a hot piece of ass. He was completely unfazed. Only cared about getting her to Imperium. It was almost too easy these days. Rarely did someone risk life and limb owing to not recognizing her as the deadliest killer in the room. She almost never had to get her hands dirty anymore and here he was, spoiling her fun. Keira didn't know who amused her more: Aaron, with his in charge, all business demeanor or her for liking it. When he took her hand, dragging her along, she let him, subtly steering him away from the lights and into one of the back rooms, where the really shady deals went down."You must be out of your mind," he said, when she turned around and pulled the zipper of her dress down. He certainly knew he was out of his as he watched the dress pool aro
It didn't last, of course. If there was one thing Aaron could always do, it was make them scream. Make their eyes light up. He picked her up and laid her out on the table before them, bumping the champagne bottle and the glasses off the table in the process. "Pardon the intrusion, Your Highness," the waiter said nervously from the other side of the partition, having returned at the sound of breaking glass. "Fuck off!" Aaron cursed impatiently. Keira laughed a little, a killer smile left behind when it died down. True to her noble upbringing, Keira didn't do shit like this. As he stood towering over her spread legs, ready to keep pleasuring her despite the murmurs and whispers that came from the other side, she had no idea why that was. Her eyes didn't warm to his touch as he slammed back into her, holding her in place as he did. Light, almost inaudible breaths were all that came out of her. She didn't moan his name or give him any of the usual
2020, February 14th(Capital City, Warlanda)Aaron turned his back on Keira. She watched him as he dismissed the waiter who had been stationed at his table all night and discreetly brought the partition around, doing away with the crack she'd slipped through to get to him. He took his jacket off, turned around and laid it down neatly over his chair. Then he walked up to her as he took his cufflinks off and rolled up his sleeves. The sight of him coming towards her sent a thrill all the way from her head, down her spine, to her groin, straight to her toes. Keira didn't believe in allowing men the power to make her toes curl. In her line of work that shit was too dangerous, but tonight she wasn't a soldier or an assassin. Was anyone in his presence? She'd heard the stories of Aaron's risqué exploits and had been eagerly awaiting becoming one herself. Now that the time had come, however, Keira felt her inexperience with men knock her on h
The way he was squirming in his chair almost put her at ease. Emily didn't want the past to drive her mad anymore. She was here and so was he and they were sharing this moment, had been sharing many everyday moments just like they used to and that was all that mattered. "More wine?" she asked, throwing him a dazzling smile. "I know you don't get drunk like the rest of us, but it may at least slow that brain of yours. You know, stop it from exploding." He gave her a sheepish grin. "I'm that obvious, huh? It's just been—" She reached over and put her hand over his. "A really long time coming," she said impulsively. Emily didn't quite know where they were in their relationship either. She hadn't realized just how many lines she crossed with Aaron when they weren't dating, how familiar she always was with him. How was it not obvious that she was in love with this man? "Sorry," she said, pulling her hand away. He'd let her pull away every time she touched him even in
“You and I both know that wasn’t your fault, Keira. You and I are allies for life, whether you like it or not. I can’t promise not to put a bullet in Kate if I should get the chance, but I am forever in your debt and will stand with you like you stood with me.” She looked up at him and he gave her a nod. Keira smiled her killer smile. Only Troy Pierce could somehow make her find a silver lining in the misery that was this day.“Fair enough,” she said, giving him a nod back. “What’s the play? Any suspects?” “Only the entire table. It could literally be anyone.”“Including Nathan and Kate, I hope.”Troy knew he was overstepping, felt her killer eyes on him as he said the words. Dormers were off limits to everyone except other Dormers. That was a House of Assassins rule. She’d already let the Kate comment slide, but Nathan was something else. As the youngest of them, Nathan was both Kate and Keira's little pet. To go after him is







