KILLER book 1

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own, I charged toward the door, every muscle tense and ready for a fight. I ya

e calm but commanding, "you'll need to attend the meeting and l

at the gun in my h

dded in response and got ready. I ripped the nig

My knife and gun sat snugly in their holsters, a reassuring weight

s usual smirk absent for once. Surrounding them were fifteen men, all dressed to the nines in black silk suit

was a show of power. And I was a

to transfer the goods to our main harbor here

table. "Listen closely," I said, my voice cutting through the tensi

. Luciano ordered, her voice calm as she took a sip from the vod

in. "Guards were sent to spy on our work," he finally admitte

y being held now?" I demanded, my v

ed, his tone subdued, but h

in silent formation. The door was guarded by two hulking men, their presence a

inside was thick with dampness, the low light revealing the outlines of men bound to chairs. I flip

ed back at me, swollen and bruis

n stretching across my face. "Lo

the tables have turned," I said, clappi

of them. Their heads were bowed, t

ant to know?" I asked, my voice hard and impatie

the flames. Without hesitation, I seized the rod, its heat searing through my gloves, and walked toward Amando, m

exposed chest, the contact

ite kind

perfect, searing imprint. A smile curled on my

id, my voice low and dangerous . "And I need a rep

le

ng it coldly between his eyes. He struggled against his restraints but they were futile. His eyes

use. Just a w

h and drove it deep into his chest. . The sound of the knife slicing through his skin w

his ear before letting his numb body fal

und were the echos of my heartbea

he second moth

ed our little friend here, so

ce, he was open to o

iness is handled and how to take contro

s brows furrowed, "snitches never survive in the end" I smiled at h

straight to the bathroom to clean up. I let the water run into

sity, I read the content. Apparently, Luciano owned a bar c

as already 5:30pm and the club was to open in 30 minutes till 6am in the morning. I took a lon

ow you don't hav

eo

't have what to wear so why not.

my style

, adorned with tiny diamonds tha

me as I realized she'd taken

iliar cocoon of baggy clothes. I was met with an unfamiliar image: curves I'd forgotten I possessed. The dress, however, had other plans. The ill-fitting bra cup was

nother note

ner of the club. Marco is." I smiled while reading th

m 5'1 to 5'3. I practice a little while to perfect so I won't go falling anyhow. I was

now shit a

ened the door and told the guard to get the car ready and I went straight to her ro

'm not familiar with that." I said

same time. I told her I didn't want anything much on my face. So, she applied foundation and other

go out. Can I come with you?" She p

other f

ed to clarify before taking her with me. She nodd