"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

"Gideon Haynes" Scarlett said and Eric's eyes widened. 


"What?" he asked again and Dave exhaled before patting his shoulder like he was consoling him.


"Your close friend –or rather 'close associate' is responsible for all of this. Please tell me you didn't fuck his wife" Blue said, taking the bowl of grapes that sat on the table in a shirt that was too big to be hers. 


"He said he forgave me!" Eric threw his hands into his hair and everyone at the table laughed, including Vladimir and Rey. 


"Dude, no man ever forgives the woman that fucks his wife" Vladimir told him and Eric glanced at Rey who tugged on the ends of the pink beanie that Vladimir had worn, adjusting it every time. It was clear that it belonged to Rey


"It's true" Rey added and Eric scoffed.


"Chill out, guys! It was a mistake…we were both drunk as fuck and it happened" he put his hands wide by his side and shrugged.


Chapter 22