"Eric 'Jackpot' Davenport was the President of the United States. Probably the worst one yet and after a brutal attack, one that claimed the life of his aide and close friend, he decided to seek protection from people he would never have imagined himself with.

He finds himself stuck on an island with a bunch of assassins who only know how to push his buttons and pull triggers. 

What happens when he falls in love with one of the assassins? The one who hates him the most? The one who has a boyfriend who would do anything to keep her with him?"

The President’s Assassin

"You're gonna have to do better than that, Baby" he bit her shoulder, pinching her nipples as he thrust into her. She cried and bit her lips as she held unto the rails of the verandah with his hand firmly clenched around her throat.


"Oh my god! Please, Daddy" she cried and he grunted.


"Do you forgive me?" he pounded into her, feeling himself so close to an orgasm


"F-fuck no!" she screamed and he pulled out of her with a slurping sound and she turned to glare at him.


"C 'mon! I'm sorry" he kissed her lips and lifted her into his arms, she wrapped her legs around his waist and did not hesitate in plunging deep into her wet pussy.


"Yes, Vlad! Yes!" she screamed and he covered her mouth with his palm. As much as he liked to stake his claim on her, he did not enjoy a man watching them, wishing he could be in his position.


Chapter 14