Secret Assassin Novels & Stories

But money wasn’t everything, and no matter how persistent he was, he wasn’t Liam. Liam was the only one for me, even if I knew deep down he was hiding something. Now, I had to wait seven days to see him again. Seven days of enduring Nathan’s attempts to get closer. Seven days of wondering what Liam wasn’t telling me. I barely had time to dwell on it before a sleek black car pulled up in front of the gym. Olivia and Liam’s secretary, whose name I now knew was Evelyn, stepped out looking effortlessly glamorous. My first thought? Damn, Liam sure knows how to surround himself with beautiful women.

The secretary is tidying up some papers, she looks stressed. -Who hit who? -I hear the director coming out of his office with the other guy, so I hide behind a wall. The man locks the door, when he passes the reception desk he leaves the key on top of some papers behind the secretary. The director leaves with the other guy. I take stealthy steps to where the secretary is. She looks very distracted in her business so, trusting me, I stretch out my hand and take the keys. She didn't notice.

I could still feel that heat wrapped tightly around me, as if one push would break the final barrier between us. "I-I fell asleep back here earlier," I said, my voice uneven. "I accidentally triggered the mechanism on the bed. Can you… turn it off for me?" My breathing had grown heavier without me realizing it. But instead of pulling away immediately, Clarissa seemed to shift her weight lower against me, as if the reaction only made her more excited. Then, after a pause, she stepped away and unplugged the bed. Without power, the restraints released almost instantly. The moment my arms and legs were free, I instinctively stood up.

My heart stopped. “Watch where you’re going,” the all-too-familiar voice of Sabrina sneered. Before I could react, she had grabbed my jacket, pulling me close, her eyes narrowing. “There's no need to hide it,” she whispered, her voice dripping with malicious glee. “I know all about your little secret.” Panic gripped me. “Please, Sabrina,” I begged, my voice trembling. “You can’t tell anyone.” A cruel smile spread across her face. “Oh, I won’t. But it’ll cost you. From now on, you’re my little servant. My errand girl. Do as I say, and maybe, just maybe, I won’t spill your precious secret.”

Amar suddenly said with my eyes moving to him. Storm nodded his head and Amar didn’t waste time calling for a secluded table. Silence fell back as we drove through the city. “I will drop you at the back door. Someone will meet you.” Again, Storm nodded his head. Storm’s security was pretty much lex. For someone who was heading a mafia group, it was astonishing. Or maybe he trusted his skills. A picture slid in my mind and now I wanted to see him in a fight. Amar parked in a dark alley and to be honest it looked sketchy, but I had trust in both men.

Lucian’s voice echoed in her mind: “Serrano traffics secrets. You’ll be one of them by midnight if you fail.” Her target was Eduardo Serrano — arms dealer, tech smuggler, cartel financier. He operated behind dozens of proxies, rarely showed his face. But tonight, rumor had it he’d appear. Tonight, Ayla had one job: get close, make contact, and plant the drive hidden in the clasp of her clutch. It would hijack his encrypted files, upload everything to Lucian’s servers. Simple. If she didn’t die trying. She moved through the crowd like smoke, scanning faces, noting bodyguards, counting exits. Her instincts sharpened with each step. She didn’t belong here, but she could play like she did.

the secretary hesitated “Meaning?” Cole asked “It traces back to someone with executive clearance.” the secretary said, meeting Cole’s gaze, “What are their names?” he demanded “There are only a few people with that level of access," he said, taking a deep breath “I want to hear them," he demanded further "Miss Ana was one of them," he said, his voice cracking. Cole fell silent; for a moment he went still before asking, “Are you certain?” he asked the secretary “Yes, sir," the secretary replied. “There are no assumptions.”

“No, Sophia. I’m one hundred percent serious. I work for an organization that sanctions the assassination of men who have committed atrocious crimes against humanity. Men who have gotten away with it because they are rich or are protected by their country’s laws. That man that I’m scared might find out about you and hurt you used to be an assassin.” He must see the skeptical look on my face because he releases my waist, rubs his fingers across his mouth, then walks over to his headboard and presses some kind of tile. To my shock, the tile glows beneath his palm, like if it’s reading it. The headboard begins to shift until it splits off in opposite directions to reveal some kind of secret roo

And I found my name as a professional assassin. She was reading and then she found this spy named Andrei. He is a very dangerous spy working for an Brazilian Mafia " Malik, this man is our key to open this secret file, he knows the password." She said " Ron, can you find him?" I asked him " Of course." He took a paper " By the way he is from Russia." Elene added He nodded and walked out

Elise said quietly. Selena looked at her with doubt and Elise shrugged, “ I for one don’t like Amanda at all. I guess she is also a lousy employer too.” Elise asked and the lady nodded and spoke in a gentle voice. “Actually the real truth is that, I am Melissa ,an actual spy under the commission of Secret Special Force, Amanda took my mate and blackmailed me into working for her when I tried to get him back. She set up some humans to make a sex clip with me in it and threatened to show my mate. Since then I have been her slave.” the lady said breaking into sobs.