"Go to hell!" She spat out.

I could feel my lips curling into a smirk as I advanced towards her.

"Oh I will, sweetheart, and I'll make sure I drag you down there with me."

"Don't come any closer, or I'll shoot." She warned but even as she spoke she edged back slowly.

"Then shoot me."

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Nate Cohen is being framed for a murder he didn't commit.
In order to clear his name and find the real culprit he must join forces with the strong-headed, steel-willed Verena Dawson.
A woman who gets on his very last nerve and the killer's next target.

❝My Demons wanted you and I surrendered to them.❞

Demons From The Past

/"Why are we here?/" Nate asked suspiciously as I led him into the gym.

I gave him slow smile, /"Don't you remember all the fun we used to have here? We haven't trained here since so long now, almost a month. I missed this place./"

His eyebrows went up in surprise, /"You want to train, now?/" Amusement laced his voice.

/"No, I plan on beating your ass this time. I've had enough training./" I grinned at him.

He cocked an eyebrow at me, his lips curled into a smirk. /"I'd like to see you try./"

We both got ready and took our positions on the mat.

The next ten minutes were just a blur of movement.

Nate just kept dodging my hits, not even bothering to fight back.

I was growing more and more agitated.

I jutted out my elbow aiming for his chest but he dodged again. I could feel my annoyance getting the best of me.

I knew he was taunting me. He was trying to get to me.

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