"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

Eric laughed along with Blue and Natalie while Scarlett scowled.


"You're the worst student a person could ever have. I didn't ask you to point it at the mannequin's toes. Point it at the heart!" Scarlett yelled and took the gun from him, pointing at his face.


"Again. Watch and learn" she pointed the Glock at Eric who stumbled back when the gun almost touched his nose. Scarlett turned around to face the mutilated foam male mannequin and aimed at the heart. 


One bullet lodged into the place where the heart should have been. 


"You've had years of experience. You can't ask me to compete with you" he reasoned and Scarlett smiled, keeping the gun back into its holster. He was just about to say something when Rey walked out of the house looking way better than she was looking last night. 


Chapter 18