So as you know I've done some.... How should I say 'bad' things in my 17 year of living.
You don't know the half of it.
So I was abused/Well bullied for 16 years of my life. I was never the brains of any operation. Either the badass or the Lure.
I wasnt exactly the best when I was taken in by my new family. A high class Assasin. Get the job done and get out, that was the plan.
I never really hated alot. But oh did I hate him. Yes him. I hated him.
I sound like a hypocrite soo... let me set the score straight. If I cried.
I got beaten.
If I spoke.
I got slapped.
If I showed the slightest part of happines it would come crashing down on me. He had to ruin the parade.
I escaped such torture.
Just.
I was taken in by my real family. At least They treated me like it. An assasin organization. Yes. Assasins.
Well that was my job. No denying it. Like I said before. Just Breathe. Get the job done.
I was one to be scared of.
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The Millionairess (h.s. fanfiction)
Fanfiction"This wasn't helping me . At all. To protect your charge should mean a your world, and you must deal with your past coming back to haunt you. Does Harry Styles count? Well I guess so." 17 year old assasin Rayleigh Riches is put through the emotions...