Working for a contract-killing agency has been nothing but grunt work so far, but at last, you’re about to hit the big time. Your next target promises to be an easy mark, and then you and your sickly little brother will be set for life… or so you thought. From the moment you line up your shot, the tables begin to turn, and what you thought would be an easy assassination job quickly becomes a deadly game of cat and mouse. When the entire underworld after you both, it's time to see whether the enemy of your enemy can ever really be your friend, or perhaps something more…

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Leon stood just inches away from y/n's body, towering over the captured y/n. His face twisted into a cocky grin as he glared down at her. His eyes lit up with amusement, and he leaned closer, his lips almost touching her ear.

"How careless of you, y/n," He taunted, his voice dripping with contempt. "A trained assassin, leaving a trail of breadcrumbs, as clear as day. And to think you thought you were so smart, with your cheap dress and your little boy toy...it was easy to spot you Miss y/n~"

Leon's grip tightened on y/n's wrists, and she winced in pain. His eyes lingered on her exposed backless red dress, his expression unreadable. He seemed to be enjoying this, the thrill of the chase and the pleasure of catching his target.

y/n fought to keep her emotions in check, keeping her gaze steady despite the fear and confusion she felt rising in her chest. She tried to pull her hands free, but they were firmly secured, and she was helpless. Axel wasn't here to help for now..