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ne in particular as I walked dow

turned on. I was a mess! I hated how pompously he acted, assuming that I

k with desire. I couldn't help it, really. One minute I was furious with him, the next minute, I found myself wishing he w

lisa. But before I did, I needed to take a bath and change into something presentable. M

s I had. It was a cream floral dress Alisa had bought some months ago. I never ha

. I couldn't tell her about the job with Luca. But at leas

of people thought about Russian childhood, Alisa and I were raised in a happy home.

her twelfth year when one night, men from the Russian Mafia ba

hood. Everything that made me hap

hing to protect tha

ng abused in a lousy place disgusted me. So I had fought. And begged. And promised

"I'll let your sister go, if you ca

blow, every kick to the head, gone through hell and back, but as long as Alisa could be k

had refused. I didn't think proving my worth meant I would have to kill someone. I thought all I needed to do was grow stronger. But

succ

assassin Vera I

e years. I never kept track of them. But it gave Alisa fre

ld be enough. I had

y eighteen-year-old sister packing her bags. She had

ork. I hate that everything we had is

ig sister in their right senses would do. I let her go. She moved t

before the Cooper mansion. I always thought his last name

ause the gates slid open automatically and I stepped in. I had barely taken three steps in whe

er

to hug her anyway. We stayed that way for

- haired, twenty seven-year-old geek who was born into a wealthy family. He was into tech and s

rned to face my sister. She had my mother's gray eyes and roun

d to keep i

ered, and I shook my head, runn

," I murmured. "I just wa

ooks with her husband. "I a

e would remain just as she was. I

r one last time. "I'm glad you're

er

tion on her face. Her eyes se

ed, shaking he

ing subtle. I hadn't

, calm

n't. You ca

again, aren't you?!" She scr