The Auction Ring
No one cared how many bastard kids they had, odal’s sons and daughters were automatically odal, but not Afanasiia.
If Aurora was his prized possession, Afanasiia was his treasure. He loved her to his heart’s content. He held her in high regard, basically worshipped her or rather worshipped her skills. He had never seen a better assassin than her. She never left a single trace of evidence. He was so proud that every single country’s law enforcement agency was looking for her. Interpol was on high alert, but no one had her picture or name. They just called her – HEELER, a killer who kills with her heels. She always left her heels as souvenirs for the police to find.
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