His Lethal Prize

en watching you, Phoenix. Every move, every breath, every kill. And yet, you let that fool

as fury flared within her. "Let me go," she growled, h

back slightly to look into her eyes. "Tell me, Phoenix, how does it

op herself, she spat back, "At least I wa

ls were holding their breath. Then, to her surprise, August's lips twisted into a grin. "You'v

his grip had been, and Phoenix immediately scrambled to her feet, reaching for the dagger on the table. Bef

s he unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, rolling his sleeves up with deliberat

uld die for August's command. But she wasn't a world-class assassin for nothing

arm behind her back. "Pathetic," he muttered, his breath hot against her n

forced him to release her, and she spun around, delivering a swift kick to his chest. Augu

," he said, wiping a small t

lounge burst open, and a group of armed men stormed

nd. Phoenix dove behind a nearby couch, narrowly avoiding a hail of bullets. August, however, didn't flinch. H

out to Phoenix over the deafeni

e of the goons with a quick, brutal strike. She grabbed his weapon, sp

ted, shoving a table over for cove

er assassin training kicking in as she took down one attacker after another. But she couldn't

e more. Both of them were breathing hard, their weapons still in hand. The room was

e for saving your life?" August ask

trained on his chest. "You're insan

eapon pointed at him. "You needed that an

snapped, though doubt

d you, didn't he? Do you think a man like that would ever keep an a

ash, he closed the distance between them, grabbing her wrist and twisting the gun

hovering dangerously close to hers. "You

, but his grip was unrelenting. The tension between them crackled like a live wire

nded, her voice trembling with e

But not until you prove to

hat mean?" she spat,

ou'll have to earn it. Starting with your loyalty. And d

at was both possessive and infuriatingly calculated. Phoenix's mind screamed at her

his smirk was even more inf

er standing amidst the wreckage, her mind