Willow Nunley, a female assassin who doesn't play about her money
Cole Wynnters, another assassin who just so happens loves to kill her targets on his free time
When the two start to go back and forth killing each others targets, will a love connec...
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Right now I'm on the way to pick up Willow so we can head to the airport. Now I could've asked my sister to help me, honestly I could do this job myself but I like Willow. It's something about her that sparks my interests.
The first time we met, she did catch me off guard. Thought she was sent to kill me so I had to take precautions. But that wasn't the case, we had the same target and I got to him before she did. As soon as she took her mask off, she was the most beautiful person I've ever seen.
It was at that moment I had to get her attention. Getting to know her is my top priority.
Anyway though, I arrived at her little hideout and got out of the car. Getting to her door, I knocked before sliding the door open. And there she was, yawning and rubbing her eyes in black leggings and a hoodie.
It's currently five in the morning so she's a little tired. "We couldn't have left at a more decent time, like 1," she said.
Honestly, the original time I wanted to leave was in the afternoon but I wanted to spend more time with her. "We have a lot of work to do," grabbing her bag, "let's go.
We got to the car, I opened her door for her and put her bag in the backseat. Getting back in the car, I started it and made my way to the airport. I played some music but turned it down when I saw that she was fast asleep.
The drive to the airport was only 30 minutes. When we finally arrive at the ramp to get on the jet, I carefully wake her up without trying to get stabbed.
"Willow... Willow..." Gently shaking her.
"Mmm," groaning and frowning a little. She's so cute. "We're here, get up," undoing her seatbelt. She yawned and looked out the window before getting out. Walking on the jet with me right behind her with our bags.
She took a seat and somehow found a blanket. "Oh no, you're not going to sleep," sitting down in front of her.
"Excuse me."
"You're not allowed to go to sleep, we're going to have a nice chat," smiling. I let her sleep in the car but I was serious when I said I wanted to get to know her.
The jet started up and the one flight attendant told us to strap in. I look over to Willow seeing her get a little too comfortable, like she's about to go to sleep. Snatching the blanket, I look at her, "Now what did I just say."
Letting out a loud groan, "клянусь, я убью его, why are you doing this to me? Just let me sleep." (I swear I'll kill him)
Hearing her speak Russian sounds so sexy. I wonder if she does that during sex. Just thinking about it gets me hot and bothered. "I just wanna get to know you, is that so bad?"
She looked at me with the straight face, "Be fucking for real, didn't you look into me, its all there."
"I did but I wanna know who YOU are, not what a piece of paper says," content. She sighed, rolling her eyes, "Fine, lets get this over with, what do you wanna know?" I smiled to my satisfaction, "Everything."
