Fatal Assassin by Tameri Etherton

Author:Tameri Etherton [Etherton, Tameri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Teacup Dragon Publishing

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Nikala eased open the door of Cian’s building and turned right, in the opposite direction of his flat. The entry doors were at the corner, thankfully, giving her the option of not having to use the sidewalk where he might see her. The urge to glance up, to see if he stood on his balcony, wrapped in a towel and still wet from his shower, was powerful. She turned up the collar of her coat and hurried up the street, away from the Thames.

What kind of woman did he think she was? First, he took liberties with mending her wound, then he fucked her silly, then he offered to shower with her and later make dinner. As if. She didn’t need food.

The loud grumble of her empty stomach proved her lie. Of the other claims, she ignored her part in them.

“Fine, I’m hungry. I’ll get something on the way to the office.” She spoke to herself, shaking her head at the irrationality of her behavior. What had gotten into her? She was supposed to question him, then make him disappear. Her pace quickened and she unwrapped the bandage he’d put on her cut. The wound was almost entirely healed. She shoved the used wrappings in her pocket and ducked her head against the wind.

A large garage door swung open to reveal an underground parking area and she slowed. A figure stepped out of the shadows, into her path.

“Pardon me.” She moved to walk past him, but he grabbed her by the collar and shoved her against an internal wall. Shards of old concrete and uneven bricks cut against her coat. “Let go of me, asshole.”

If he thought he’d found a quick rape for the night, he was sorely mistaken.

He sniffed the air, like a hound on the scent of a fox, and glared at her. “Where is it?”

Nikala didn’t have time for this. She was hangry and exhausted and smelled like—

“Where’s what?” She kneed him in the groin, enjoying the flash of anger across his face.

“It’s gone. But…” He dipped his head and inhaled from her chest to her lips. Then he made a dreamy sort of sound, as if someone showed him the most decadent chocolate cake and told him he could eat all of it by himself. Calorie- and guilt-free.

Great. Now she wanted a chocolate cake. Her stomach gave a vicious jag and she took a calming breath to center herself.

“I’ve had a long day, asshole. You don’t want to mess with me.”

He wasn’t listening. His eyes had gone glassy and the whites showed where his irises should’ve been. An odd tickling started at her scalp and moved downward, over her forehead. The man’s mouth opened and a wispy kind of mist floated inside.

“What the actual fuck?” Nikala pressed her arms up through his and pushed outward, breaking his hold on her coat.

His shout was silenced by a punch to his jaw, followed by several more to his temple. He withdrew a knife and she blocked his clumsy attack by grabbing his wrist.

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