Assassin’s Prey (Assassins Series #2) by Ella Sheridan
I killed my first man at the age of twelve. I’ve been killing ever since. I thought it was all I lived for…until Abby. Until the woman I’d kidnapped became the woman I couldn’t walk away from.
She owns a piece of me I wouldn’t take back, but the rest? The only way to protect her is to hold back the parts inside me that are too ugly to ever reveal. I’ll keep her safe, even from me.
And it works. We have the nights, and I hunt my way through the days. Alone.
Until an attack reveals a threat we didn’t see coming. One that could take away the dream I didn’t realize I had.
Everything. With her.
I’m on the hunt of my life. My prey might run, but in this fight—for her, for us—they don’t stand a chance.
Excerpt Assassin’s Prey (Assassins Series #2) by Ella Sheridan
“We need to talk.”
I hated how everything that came out of my mouth sounded like I was barking orders. Some pansy-ass prince charming could probably soothe her, croon in her ear; I sounded like a drill sergeant whipping her into shape.
Abby ignored the demand and dug into her clothes. When she pulled out a pair of panties, a growl ripped from my chest.
“Save it, Levi.”
I pushed to my feet. “Ignoring what happened won’t make it go away. We have to deal—”
“What if I don’t want to?” she snapped. Pajama bottoms came out next. “Maybe I just want to live in a fantasy world for one night. Reality is calling insurance companies and finding a new place to live. Reality is knowing someone hates me enough to bomb my house, and that you don’t love me. Why would I want to face all that?”
She stood up, her pajamas gripped tight in one hand. Every line of her body rejected me, but I couldn’t let it go. I couldn’t let her go on believing…
“I never said I don’t love you.”
Abby scoffed. “You never said you do, either. You never said you want to build a life together. You never said you wanted a future.”
Because a man like me doesn’t have a future. “I’m an assassin,” I pointed out. “I kill people for a living. What kind of future is that?”
Abby refused to look at me. “Exactly. No future.”