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she said, and I understood her. "Don't worry. If his brother will be able to track me down, you will be lucky," I said. "I know that girl," she said. I looked at her face, and I knew that she wished he would find me soon. Today's event played in my head, and I smiled. I enjoyed myself with him. He is not the enemy. His father was one of the people who trusted me with their dirty work when I became an assassin. It was because of him I was here. News about an assassin called The Poison working for the Italian Mafia had spread fast, making me earn more jobs. That is how I became famous. As years passed, I became the most feared and dangerous assassin. I am grateful because of him. I will always

Each word dripped with venom and thrill. “Yes,” the assassin confirmed, a faint smile hidden beneath his hood. Mira’s dark smile deepened. The air around her seemed to thicken as she whispered, “Perfect.” Her tone was soft, yet the room seemed to darken with the sound of it. She shut the case with a quiet click and straightened. “Leave me,” she said finally, her tone smooth but heavy with command. The assassin bowed once more deep, silent and final, then he turned. Within seconds, his form melted into the shadows, dissolving as if he’d never been there at all.

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!”

"I am here, and I have to say you are more than what I could have ever imagined he said slowly. "How will the twins determine when our victims died?" he asked but before I could answer, both Aslan and Arden were back, and their presence seemed to slow down my racing heart. Alpha Caspian? What are you trying to do to my heart? Giving me everything I asked for, Aslan wore gloves at his turn. I was surprised to see Caspian do the same thing. "Listen to me attentively. We are recording all the needed information, but if you see anything unusual do not hesitate to mention it,"

I slam into one of them and kick the other in the head, then twirl before the one with the knife can stab me in the neck. A gun cocking behind my head makes me stiffen. Nostrils flaring, I raise my hands and get ready to attack, but before I can, the man behind me falls unconscious onto the floor. Turning quickly, I spot one of my fellow Assassins, Phoenix, finishing off the last two men. The hallway looks like a war zone with unconscious bodies lying in various spots on the floor. As soon as the last man is down, we both face each other. “What are you doing here?” We both ask in unison.

I released a sigh of relief and settled on the driver's seat but then the car turned silent. "Can I ask you a question?" Leonardo broke the silence after a while. "Go ahead." I answered. "Why did you decide to become an assassin? I mean you have all your life right in front of you and you could have literally been anything else." "I didn't have the option to be anything else. I didn't even get to choose to become this, it was forced on me. He stayed silent like he was ushering me to continue with what I was saying.

“Guess you can see that for yourself.” I remained silent, my expression unreadable. I started toward the door, but Casey shifted, blocking my path. “You know,” he said, voice casual, “I’m actually glad he’s gone.” That made me pause. My eyes narrowed slightly, a silent demand for him to continue. Casey’s lips curled into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “I knew what you were from the beginning. Assassin. A famous one, at that.” He tilted his head, watching me carefully. “I always wanted to warn Gerald, tell him exactly what kind of woman he was dealing with. But I didn’t, because I was afraid.”

After spending the weekend with his parents Sebastian flew back to the USA heading straight to his penthouse and ordering a woman from the well-known, high-end escort organisation to provide the finest women to satisfy him for the night. This was Sebastian Argreste, the only multi-trillionare businessman and one of the finest assassins that the world had heard of.

However, we understand that not saying anything is the best route to take. It’s late in the afternoon by the time our research is completed. Hunter rises from his seat and stretches his lithe body with a jaw-cracking yawn. “Hey, man, would you mind giving me a ride to the boutique? I promised Mal I’d take her out tonight, and it’s later than I thought. She’ll be pissed if I’m late. Plus, unlike you and the others, I have to go to the tailor next door to be measured for a tux. Savage wants everyone ready, or heads will roll.” I roll my eyes in exasperation. “That’s what you get for dressing like a poor college student. Our tailor has had our measurements for years. Perhaps you should start dr

He looked very different from the previous timeline, where he acted like he was God’s gift to the world. When threatened, even vermin fought to survive, much less Luis. He appeared anxious as he tried to get himself out of this predicament. “It was my fault that I arrived late, but Cara has always mistreated Bianca, using her pregnancy as an excuse to do whatever she wanted. Before leaving, she even stole my communication device. I didn’t even know there was an assassination attempt!” My heart skipped a beat when he said this. I gave a bitter laugh. The communication device I had begged for had suddenly become something I had stolen.