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Oh, how I've dreaded this day. My birthday.
My first kill was on this day. I remember the guy screaming and crying. And I remember the exact look on his face right before I pulled the trigger.
I didn't get any sleep. I know once I closed my eyes I would see his face. It sounds stupid but the first kill always haunts you.
It's not like I had a choice, if I did then I wouldn't have pulled the trigger.
Sometimes I wish I was born into a normal family. I would go to a normal school, come home, watch TV then get shouted at to do my homework.
I guess I can just get super drunk and then hope I don't say anything stupid. That sounds good to me.
I close the book in front of me and stand up. I hope Kylian doesn't mind me stealing his whiskey.
What am I saying? I don't care what he says. That would most likely piss him off, so I'm definitely doing it.
Once I open my bedroom door, I see Isiah with his fist up as if he was just about to knock.
"Ivory, Ivy. How are you doing this fine evening?" he grins. By the look on his face, I know he did something stupid.
"It's noon, Isiah," I remind him, walking past. He definitely did something and I'm not sure I'm ready for it.
"Evening means afternoon... doesn't it?" he mutters under his breath. "Besides the point, happy birthday."
"It's not my birthday, just an ordinary day." I'm going to get high and drunk on a rooftop of an exceptionally tall building.
"Yeah, about that," he smiles nervously. I knew he did something. I fucking knew it.
"Isiah," I smile, walking down the stairs, "do you feel like dying today? Painfully, I might add."
"Technically, I didn't do anything," he raises his hands in surrender. Yeah, he's lying.
I open my mouth to reply but he interrupts. "Don't say anything," he tells me, grabs my wrist, and starts dragging me somewhere.
"Uh, no. I will gladly say something," I scoff. "Where are you taking me? Are you trying to brutally murder me?"
He stops walking at my question and I almost bump into him. What? That was an honest question. If he's trying to murder me, I would like to know.
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Romance{ENEMIES TO LOVERS} Ivory Fernández and Kylian De Luca. She's the top assassin. He's the top mafia leader. They both hate and tried to kill each other multiple times so what will happen when they need to take down a common enemy and they've agree...
