"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

Rey let out a puff of air and pushed herself up the pole, her thighs felt strained but she knew she'd get over it.


At the top of the pole she tightened her thighs and curled her legs around the pole then she let her hands go.


She didn't share a room with Vladimir anymore. As much as she wanted to go into the guest room and lay with him, they needed the break.


"Do you have a tampon?" Natalie barged into the room and Rey pushed her torso down so that she saw the room upside down, including her best friend who was looking impatient.


"You know I don't use tampons. I hope you shoved something in your vagina. I don't want blood dripp-" Rey laughed as Nat glared at her and walked out.


She breathed out and inhaled, images of the kiss she shared with Eric danced behind her eyes. Her pussy soaked up too quickly and she knew she was in a mess.


Chapter 26