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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 two hours, LeAnn leaves while I go to the kitchen. Freddie is preparing some breakfast but looks rather glum. When he looks up at me, he smiles. A smile that doesn't reach his eyes. 


"You look upset. What's wrong?" I ask him as I go to the fridge and grab my green juice. 


Freddie sighs. "Good morning, and nothing is wrong. Stop assuming things, or you'll get premature wrinkles leading to Botox." 


I squint at him as I sit on the bar stool, touching the areas around my eyes. "Ouch! Fine, don't tell me. Where's Joe?" 


I begin drinking my juice when he jumps up on the island and crosses his legs in front of me, Indian style. 


Freddie's confession makes me choke on my juice. I put my bottle down and grab a napkin on the counter, cleaning my chin. 


"No! Why?! Is it because of everything that happened this past week?" I need clarification. 


Chapter 30-The Heart Wants