My Mfia Target: One Last Job

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incts overriding logic as I sprinted toward the wi

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faintest glint of steel. A muffled grunt sounded as

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ed his attention from Luca to me. A f

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knife in my grip. "You go

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over me, slow and

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led like gunpo

, his eyes still open but unseeing. Luca stood over him

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en there before. I could have finished the kill. I should h

y

my heart had raced for an entirely different re

sassin's blade was still dripping blood down my arm. Before I co

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breath. "I

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ut then he pulled me toward the couch, guiding me

s pocket. His movements were careful as he pressed it agai

pped to mine.

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jaw ticked. Infu

d still, let

wound. But with every brush of his fingertips, with ev

cleaned up blood. But there was something about the way he was doing it now, the way his t

seeing me for

st people would be shaken after a s

around my arm, tying it in place with practiced ea

lieve

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was a

stupid, dea

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is eyes never leaving mine

t. Deceptively casual

arting to

ect. But for some reason, th

knee, light but deliberate. Hi

you my

pulse hammering

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pered, "Would it

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act that I w

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ad, I

like a curse, sinking in

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l him he was a fool. But t

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t stop me this time, but I could feel his eyes on me as I paced the

ave. T

d, my phone buzzed

y knew wh

atching me. Calculating. I turn

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remain steady. "There

Fix it. Or we'll

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moment, the weight of the

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something I had long

he couch, legs spread, hands clasped, studying me

the faintest idea who I real

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t... he

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king the chaos inside

just slightly. "I've met enough liar

t

o give him a reason to pin me aga

s playing a g

feel the shift in the air, the way his attenti

lf onto his lap before he could react. His bod

brushed against my

shell of his ear. "And what do yo

a second-just a second-

is grip on my waist tightening. Not pulling

arely moved, but I felt

slammed against my ribs.

ainst my jaw in a way that felt almo

. "I just don't think you know

nt a shiver d

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me in my life-I didn'