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Not deterring, I try my hardest to get to the door. As I feel my fingertips graze the door, my body starts to fall. Oh no! I'm not going to make it!

I look over and see my attacker is suddenly back at my side again. He grabs me as I slip further into the floor. I try to hit him, but my arms aren't responding. This was the most terrifying thing to have ever happened to me.

"Don't be afraid," he says as he gently lays me down, my vision starting to blacken in a haze." I'm here to kill you."


Samantha Howell has everything: a large fortune she doesn't need or want and the perfect fiancee. On the night of her annual family gala, she is kidnapped and imprisoned by an Assassin for hire. Will she find out who is behind this, or will she die trying?

My Assassin

After that delightful trip to Target with Margie, I decided on a hot bath to calm my nerves. I just want to be alone for a while. 


Margie had given me a considerable dose of reality, and I feel like shit because of it. 


I am taking my clothes off when there is a knock on my bathroom door. 


"Just a minute!" I say, grabbing my robe from behind the door. Putting it on and tying it, I open the door. 


"I'm sorry! I wanted to talk to you. I'll come back later." He turns to walk away when I stop him. 


"No," I laugh, opening the door wider. "Come in." 


Joe hesitates and follows me in, holding a cup of coffee. 


"What's on your mind?" I ask, sitting on the tub's edge and running my hand through the bubbles. 


"This is for you," he says, handing me the cup. 


It's black coffee with sugar. My favorite! I smile at him as I begin to drink it. He grins as he sees I am enjoying my drink. 


Chapter 29-What's Love Got To Do With It?