That’s what everyone in my family called me. I smiled when his blood splattered all over my cousin’s face. I got into position, set up the shot, and ended the man. Eliminating him was a service to the community. The man was known for using children in his pharmaceutical operations. I also wasn’t going to sit around waiting for a more opportune time to take out the son of a bitch Franco was talking to. He knew I was likely lurking somewhere, planning my shot, but he either thought I was too stupid or too cowardly to eliminate my father’s favorite nephew, a man who wanted my father’s position as head of the family. A single shot to the head would easily do it. I watched them, thinking about how easy it would be to focus my scope on Franco and take him out instead. Something wasn’t right, and I was going to figure out exactly what it was. They were laughing like old friends, yet it had been my cousin who’d convinced my father this man was our enemy. I didn’t take the shot because the man was talking to my cousin Franco. It wasn’t like the police gave a damn what happened in this neighborhood. I hesitated, not because I worried about getting caught. That was one thing I’d learned since my father pushed me into the role of family hitman. I was wearing black, and it was dark, but if he really looked, he’d be able to see me. I could take him out easily from my vantage point on the fire escape of an abandoned building. I stared at the man I’d been hired to kill. Do I fight for him or accept that we were never meant to be?
TJ isn’t the man I thought he was, and I can’t fight what I feel for him, but the danger that sent him to the ranch is growing and sooner or later, he’ll go back to his family. My self-control grows thinner each day until I give into TJ’s demands, baring myself to him in more ways than one.
He’s the last man on earth I want to desire, and the only one I long for. TJ, our first client, is a hot AF mafia assassin who doesn’t take no for an answer. The catch: My brother’s ranch is also a safehouse for men the police would never protect. I finally have a chance to do what I’ve always wanted: raise horses. I’ve seen too much death as a marine and the son of a mafia boss’s stooge.
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