The Assassin's Weakness

Moonlight Romance

The next rising story!
Rated in the top romance!

This was another highly requested story by my readers. A partial spin-off of one of my most top romance stories, The Ransom!

ENJOY A FEW EXCERPTS FROM THE STORY :)

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"Hey!" He must not have heard me or cared, one or the other so I yelled at him again.
"Hey, tattooed asshole!" I shouted and he looked over at me and got off of his bike.
"Oh, s**t," I mumbled and stopped in my tracks and took a step back.
"You know, you really do have a potty mouth on you. Maybe it's time I did something about that." He said in a low tone that sent chills down my spine and walked closer to me.
"I, ah, I'm sorry. I didn't know your name or what to call you. You didn't respond when I was yelling hey so that......" I started to say, practically begging for my life as I spoke.
"So you felt calling me a tattooed asshole would be the perfect name to call me?" He asked and stopped when he was right in front of me and I had to crank my head up to look at him.
"It got your attention didn't it?" I asked and his eyes started to travel all over my body.
"You don't need to call me names to get my attention." He said with a smirk as his eyes came back up from my chest to my face.
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"I'm fucked." He mumbled and I took my fist and I slammed it into his already bloodied face from Paityn's boot.
He fell back and into the side of the car and I grabbed him by his jacket and I pulled him back up onto his feet and glared into his eyes.
"Am I a target?" He asked, telling me that I was correct with him knowing who I was.
"No, if you were, you'd be dead already." I hissed at him and picked him up off of the ground and threw him to the side.
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"No woman is property!" I shouted and kicked him hard in the face again.
Causing him to flip over onto his back and blood splattering all over in the snow. I stepped over him and knelt down, grabbing his collar again and I hit him in the face again.
"No woman is ever beaten!" I shouted at him and hit him again and again.
"No woman is ever a f*****g s*x slave!" I yelled.
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She swung her fist and connected with my mouth, causing my teeth to break open my lip and the blood started to pour into my mouth.
I spit it out onto the floor and swung my arms and hit her with both of my fists, earning me a cracking noise as her nose broke from the hit. She screamed out in pain and blood started to run out of her nose. I grabbed ahold of her hair on top of her head with my hands and I hit the back of her head hard against the wall behind her.
"He was my husband first!" I shouted and hit her head again on the wall.
"I loved him first!" I shouted again and hit her head again and then again as hard as I could.
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Anthony John Williams as some of you already know, is known in the underworld as Jackal. He is the most dangerous assassin in the world. He has never been caught by the law in any country he has been in. He is sought out by the biggest mafias of the world but he only works for himself. He does the job he is paid and then he disappears, only for you to wish his next job isn't to take you out next.

Paityn Mary Thompson is happily married to the love of her life or so she thought till one day her husband was assassinated right before her eyes. The FBI found no trace of the killer and the case eventually went cold. The more the FBI dug into her husband's killing the more she learned that she wishes she never learned about.

What happens when the world's most dangerous assassin falls for the innocent widow of one of his targets, only for her to become his next target?

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