She is not who she says she is.

She is not my lover.

She is not Anastasia’s friend.

She is a hired killer.

The woman I love has been sent to kill the woman I have been sent to protect—Anastasia.

My lover is a killer.

And now she has a dagger pressed against my throat—but she’s not digging it in.

Why is she not slitting my throat?

If she gets rid of me, it’ll make her job ten times more easier.

"What’s wrong, Trouble?" I ask. "Scared?" I smirk cockily.

Valencia swallows.

Oh my gosh.

She’s actually scared.

"Do you have no shame? You are Anastasia’s friend and now you want to kill her. Your little brother adores her-"

"I’m doing this for him."

I falter. "What do you mean?"

"If-If I don’t do it, he’ll-He’ll kill him."

"Who? That M.P guy?" I question.

"Yes!"

"Who is he?"

"I can’t-I can’t tell you."

She presses deeper.

She is less than a second away from making me bleed.

"My love, please," my hands go up to her hips just like the other night—just under very different circumstances. She falters. "You don’t have to do this. Just tell me who it is. I’ll sort them out for you."

"You can’t, Ade," she sighs and pulls away.

I let out the breath I was holding.

"Why not?" I frown.

"He’s stronger than you. A lot more stronger."

"Charming."

"Shut up," she lets out a small amused but frustrated scoff. "I’m being serious."

"So am I."

"Ade-"

"My love."

She stays silent.

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"King Matako," she mutters quietly.

"What?"

"King Matako," she looks up at me. The tears that were previously in her eyes have fallen.

"As in of Pryla?"

The fire in me starts to reignite.

She nods.

He’s killed my whole family—he is not going to get rid of the woman I love and my best friend. Not now that I can stop him.

(Based off of WOF series 2nd book)