Asesino นิยาย & เรื่องราว

bakit parang tinutusok yung dibdib ko bakit parang gusto kong umiyak ngayon? Dahil siguro ay umasa akong totoo yung sinasabi nya pero fuck asf?!Hindi naman pala sinabi nya lang yun para hindi ko sya patayin at matakasan nya ako,Pero....Papaanongnalam ni investigator na buhay ang si manuel wala akong sinabi sakanya na hindi ko napatay si manuel?

His eyes shone with mirth, and embarrassment flooded my veins, making my cheeks flame with redness. "What's so funny?" I stepped further until I was standing right in front of his desk, all nervousness evaporating with each step I took, replacing itself with anger. "Why didn't you fucking tell me you were married, Mr. Marcello?" I hissed his name with so much venom. He was a real asshole. Cheaters were the people I could never tolerate the most. As someone who was once at the receiving end of emotional blackmail from a cheater, I suddenly wanted to throw up.

Not with this character anyway. If they'd desired merely to knock me out, they could have done so relatively quickly. Instead, the assassin could have shot in me the back. Or, without a silencer and didn't want noise, a tap on the head and a heave over the rail to the hospital car park sixty feet below would have served their purpose equally well. But this assailant didn't want anything so quiet and painless and straightforward. If I was to die, this killer wished to know I was dying for me, this assassin the tearing agony of death by violence, for the delight of savouring my suffering—a vicious evil sadist with a dark mind crimsoned by the lust for blood. The murderer of fourteen people and

Isabella said, holding her face where the slap had landed, her eyes reddened. Lorenzo chuckled, “Maybe I should tell you a little story before ending your miserable life. Alessandro Angelo is the deadliest assassin, hit man that you would ever know…ah, I guess he probably hadn’t told you his real name. I just did you the honors. Since you would be dying by my hand, this is the least I could do for you…” he flashed her a smile before he continued. “You know how good he is with the guns…the guns seem to spur on happily at his sight. Or you might wanna know how much people he has killed…millions of them!”

The decision had been made and he would have to live with it now, this should serve as a lesson to the others who mistake his gentleness for weakness. He wasn’t weak, he was Leonardo Salvatore, the scarred face shooter, the serial killer, Assassino Del Fratello, he was the merciless Don and his reputation precedes him. They should have never gone down this path; they should have never called up the beast in him.

"The assassin's code name is Rino." “Rino baby.” Anthonio completed and his gaze drifted to the shattered cafe disappearing behind them. "So..." he murmured. "He wasn't after Bradford." "No," Mouse replied. "He was sent to eliminate you." The call ended. Anthonio slowly turned toward the rear window. Far down the street, the black SUV rolled out from a side road and quietly fell in behind them.

After handing the plates over to some nurses, I went back to the room but just as I held the door handle and was about to push in, I heard Phil say, "We've identified the person who shot you. His name is Karl Leadman, a twenty seven years old assassin from Rome who under the orders of some Viktor Soktos, the head of an underworld gang, the costa Nostra, an Italian mob, who was sent to kill a certain Mariano and bring him to justice for the deaths of the Lorenzo brothers, Luciano and Marco Lorenzo." I gasped. Oh my God.

I may not be able to take back what was done to her, but I could at least make those men pay. Took a little time, but I managed to find every single one and give them the deaths they so greatly deserved. The only one left was Zephyr. The one who started it all. His death will act as a warning to every man in this room, and maybe, just maybe, it will stop it from happening again. And if it doesn’t, then let them know I’ll be coming for them. They may all know me as Dasha Hatzis, daughter of Mihalis Hatzis; right-hand man of the of the most powerful mafia family in all of Greece. But to the rest of the world, I am known by my codename - Aconite; a lethal assassin who fears no man.

Alpha Sebastian said and Dante chuckled before wrapping his arm around my shoulder, pulling me to his chest “but judging by how calm you are, I can assume that you want someone else to be his killer?” “His blood is not ours to take” Dante said, making the Alpha frown in confusion “the man who has taken the bullet to save my life has gone through so much at his hands that he should be the one to kill him. Plus, I still want to have a little fun and I took the blood of the man who betrayed me. Giovanni’s blood is Alessandro’s to take”