Page 100 of Angelic Vengeance

She was an assassin. It was her job – well, used to be – to get paid for killing, no questions asked. What happened years ago wasn’t personal. She didn’tactuallywant me dead; she was just doing her job.

Anyway, she didn’t remember me. So what was the harm?

She liked me… I more than liked her… What was the worst that could happen?

Plus, it’d been over two years; almost three. Maybe I should take Trevor’s advice and move on; get over it.

“Hi, excuse me, I’m looking for my boyfriend.” A hand touched my shoulder, bringing me out of my thoughts. “Have you seen him anywhere?”

“Depends.” I smirked, placing the glass down. “What does this boyfriend of yours look like?”

Maria’s silky hair flowed over my suit as she leaned down, her lips brushing my ear. “Tall. Strong. Dark hair. Looks like he could kill you;couldkill you.” She kissed my jaw, her hand holding onto my bicep. “But he’s justsooooohandsome.”

Grabbing her waist, I pulled her onto my lap. Her hands wrapped around my neck and I tightened my arms around her. She sighed into the kiss, running her nails through my hair, massaging my scalp–

Fuck,I loved when she did that.

I groaned against her lips and she pulled back, leaning her forehead against mine and laughing softly. My hand came up, cupping her face as I stared into her beautiful eyes.

A pain shot through my chest as I remembered what I thought I’d wanted to do to her for the past two years. I couldn’t even think about it anymore or I’d have a heart attack.

I nodded towards the exit. “Let’s go.”

She hopped off my lap and I took her hand as we made our way out.

“How was your shift?” I asked once we were alone in the elevator.

“Ugh.” She groaned, leaning against me in a hug.

That usually meant someone had pissed her off. Probably her manager. Louise was always stirring shit up.

“I’m a girls’ girl, but Louise can be a real dick,” She mumbled into my chest.

“You know you don’t have to keep working–”

“Zachary Rafael Di’Ablo.”Oh oh. She slapped my suit jacket before pointing a finger at me. “If you tell me that one more time–”

I raised my hands in defense. “Okay, okay. I understand. I’ll let it go.” The elevator dinged and I took her hand again as we walked to the car.

We’ll discuss it down the line.

Half an hour later, we were taking the lift up to her apartment. It was almost three in the morning, so I wasn’t staying over. I’d let her get some rest and see her when the sun was back up.

We made it to her door, and I waited as she unlocked it and walked inside, but before I could say anything, she stepped back out into the hall. “About that date…”

I couldn’t stop a smile from upturning my lips. She still owed me a date.How could I forget?

“I’ll pick you up at five. Wear something nice,” I added with a wink, and she rolled her eyes.

Looking up at me, she gave me a soft smile. “Good night,Zach…”

Fuck.

Hearing my name pour from her lips like that, did things to me. I’d desperately wanted her to say my name. But now that she was, I wasn’t sure it was the best idea.

Before I did something stupid, I leaned down, kissed the top of her head and backed away. I received one more shy smile before she disappeared into her apartment, locking the door behind.

I used to think that I had to break Maria in order to get through to the real her. I was wrong. I had to make hertrustme.

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