Chapter 1
Chapter One
Adam
T he air in Eretha is cold tonight, just like the revenge I am about to extract. Did Sara believe she could run away from me? I line up my sniper rifle and look through the scope. I see her. She is so fucking beautiful. Sara is devastatingly gorgeous with her long black hair, slightly tanned skin, and bright blue eyes. My raven-haired beauty is wearing her floor-length white wedding dress, and she looks like she is happy. That earns a chuckle from me. I know she is completely devastated, fully aware that we belong together. I’m going to smear you in blood, my little raven.
I’m on the roof of her parents’ castle, and I have the perfect view of the wedding in their barn. A wedding is an event meant to be celebrated, and I’m about to celebrate the fuck out of this joyous union. My cock is starting to swell, considering that in a matter of minutes, I will turn her dress into the prettiest shade of crimson. My fingers trail over my Mk-22, my favorite sniper rifle, and I point at the heart of her soon-to-be-dead husband. Sara notices the red dot on his heart and whips her head around. She knows this is my doing.
Yes, little raven, I’m here.
I shoot once I have my target in sight. The bullet flies through the air and hits his heart. Haris slumps to the ground and I am smiling. But. Sara is not. She is furious and shocked. Don’t worry, Fury, I’m coming.
Sara
The atmosphere in the air changes from fake bliss to utter devastation. Once the bullet hit Haris, chaos erupted. The moment his body hits the floor, I look outside. My eyes are looking for him , but I can’t see him. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, my ex just shot the man I thought I was going to marry. I throw away my bouquet, and I kneel beside Haris. I check his pulse, and, yes, he is very much dead. As I was processing him being shot, I didn’t register everybody fucking shouting. And I definitely didn’t notice the two strong hands leading me outside the barn. One of my father’s bodyguards is dragging me outside. We are almost outside, but my eyes find my father. I can see a flicker of anger in his eyes.
Why the fuck is he angry at me ?
It’s not like I shot my husband. Every attendee is rushing to get outside, but my father’s men are keeping them back, likely to interrogate each one and see if anyone knows what really happened. They can question my fucking ass since I am done. I don’t need this family.
Once we are outside, the cold air hits me. I am looking everywhere because I need confirmation on whether it was him. My father’s bodyguard slams the barn doors closed, and I turn around to look at him. He takes a step forward, and I find myself going to the barn again. My dad’s main bodyguard has scared me for years, and I hate how he still has such an effect on me.
“You fucking knew about this, didn’t you?” my dad’s bodyguard, Eren, quizzes me.
Before I can even react, he points his rifle at me. I take a few steps back and bump into one of the closed barn doors. My breathing slowed down significantly, and I can’t utter a single word. I have grown up in this dangerous world of assassins, so I have taught myself proper ways to calm down.
Eren looks at me with an expression capable of killing any regular woman, or man, instantly. But not me. I am the daughter of one of the most feared assassins in the world. The irony isn’t lost on me, an assassin princess afraid of a contract killer who is beneath her in rank. I look at him with no expression on my face, well, this just pisses him off. Do I care? Not one bit. He cocks his rifle, which is still pointed at me.
“I know I am going to do your dad a favor by killing you. Goodbye, princess.” His finger is going over the trigger, and, shit, I am going to die.
Splat.
I close my eyes, and once the taste of crimson hits my mouth, I lick my lips. It doesn’t take a genius to know that this is blood. I wipe Eren’s blood off my face, but then I notice that his blood is also all over my wedding dress.
“Could this night get any worse?” I ask nobody.
“Hello, Fury.” Before I can whip my head up, a hand closes around my throat. I close my eyes once again, and I relish this sensation. Choking has always been one of my kinks. But there is only one person who knows about this. I open my eyes, and I see him .
“Adam.”