The Painful Pleasures

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p continued to lash at her. Her body was covered in woun

tears streaming down her face. She was only 12 years old, yet she was already an assassin. She gre

use he was kind to her at first, when he used to visit her at the orphan

ount how many people she had killed just because her adoptive father ordered her to. She tried to escape, but s

. He had a family and he helped the poor. Simoun Agante was actually a Mayor in t

er and kicked her in the stomach, making it hard for her to breathe. "Ouch." She gro

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n years

Andrius Lazaro was waiting for him. "Hey bro!" Andrius approached him and they exchanged a brotherly hug. "Tch! It's been 8 years since we last met, bu

's talking." Andrius paused in his speech and smirked. "Actually, I have someone right now. And guess who she is." He just shrugged. His friend scowled

anted to check on you and, uhh..." Andrius checked his watch. "Oh heck! Bro, I need to go! Nice seeing you, just re

an invitation to a wedding... wait, A

doing here?" he asked the woman. She turned to him, raised an eyebrow, and he caught his breath. Damn! She's beautiful! "What are y

ting too familiar, handsome? I just saw you now, don't act like

hell just

d to kill him because he will be the lawyer for the Zapanta Group of Corporations. The Zapantas can't win the case against your father." Winston Lajarde, his fath

e father. And she doesn't want to go through that again. She's done with all the tortures she experienced

room for three months straight. From that day on, she promised herself that she would follow all the orders of her adoptive father just to a

xperience the hell sh

ntence. "X, I know that there is still guilt you're feeling inside. You're still scared." She just rolled her eyes. "Shut up, Winston, or else I

kill you, Heli