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Killer Love
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Complete, First published Dec 06, 2017
He extends his hand out for me to shake. "I'm Harry Styles by the way."

I almost laugh. Like I already didn't know that. Instead, I slide my sunglasses onto my head and grasp his calloused hand in a firm handshake. "I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you."

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Killing people (bad people according to the agency you work for) is something you have been doing for a long time. Sure, it doesn't get better the more you do it, but you find ways to suppress those feelings. Especially when you're assigned a new target, Harry Styles. The objective is to kill him, you never expected to fall in love with him. Your heart was never supposed to be a casualty.
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