Silent Killer: A Dark Female Spy Romance
A. Hayatmy status as an assassinmy status as an assassin obviously exceeds the hero'smy status as an assassin obviously exceeds the heroswoke up and chose violence
My lips crashed against hers, demanding, forcing her to open up, to give in to me.
I felt her stiffen, her breath catching in her throat, but she didn’t pull away.
She let me have her, let me take what was mine.
I felt the pulse of her heart beneath my touch, erratic and confused, like she was fighting the urge to fight me.
But she wouldn’t fight.
Not anymore.
I knew it.
I deepened the kiss, pulling her closer, her body rigid in my arms as I drank from her mouth like a man starved.
The taste of her was bitter, like everything else about her—an amalgamation of fear, submission, and something darker, something broken.
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