He spoke her name like a prayer. Each syllable rolled off his tongue gently, like a quiet melody in the summer night. It was as if his tongue was a shrine devoted to the goddess of beauty and allure. It was the sweetest temptations and the wildest fantasies. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A hitman's mission of vengeance is put on hold when he encounters the stunning woman he was hired to kill. As the two draw closer, he realizes her past is more complex than he could have imagined. Will his own dark background cause him to see her in more than one way?
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