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HEUREU: The Anti-Billionaire Assassin

"Run, princess!" Cavin yelled as he pulled out a gun from his side pockets and shot a man. "Go on! It's what we planned, right? I'll stay here, and you go chase a different life!" I saw him smile bitterly. I just turned seventeen, and I had to make my first kill for this bloodthirsty organization my father had led for his entire life just to make a bounty of money. What a birthday! Outside, the rain was pouring hard, and lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating everything with its white light. Suddenly, the sound of a car approaching made me smile bitterly. The blurry, blinding light coming from the car took all my hopes away, and there I awaited my end. The next morning, I found myself lost in guilt as I saw my father in a wheelchair without legs. I knelt down and bowed to him, saying, "I want to kill!" The only words I said in rage as the thought of what happened last night rushed through me My father smiled, and all I knew was that I was in an arena, soaking in my blood as I trained to be one of the top assassins. "Kill, princess!" I heard Cavin call to me with extreme delight in his eyes. "My pleasure!" *** Heureu had just turned seventeen when she had to make her first kill to prove her worth to the assassin's organization. An organization that live-off to powerful billionaire's blood. But she couldn't accept her fate. She tried to run away but got into an accident. She got hit by a car together with her father who was trying to stop her. Her father got the most damage. It was when she had no choice but to run her family's way of living. She had to be the top assassin, in order to find who tried to hit her. After years, she managed to land a job as a nurse in one of the biggest hospitals in the country as infiltrator. There, she met Nick, whom she fell in love and broke the code of the assassin's just to be with him. The love of her life who would soon be on her kill's list!

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Chapter 31

A strong slap woke me, and I found myself lying face down on the cold, hard floor of a dimly lit room. The air smelled strongly of disinfectant. I had a headache, and my eyes felt heavy with sleep. It took a moment for them to adjust to the darkness, but they eventually did, allowing me to see where I was.

It looked as though the only illumination came from several small windows that lined one side of the walls of the building we were in—a basement, judging by the smell and structure. Whatever time of day or night it was,  I had no idea how long I'd been unconscious.

"N...Nick, I called to the emptiness, hoping he'd answer back as I tried to stand up, but I failed to do so when I realized that my hands were bound together behind my back with some kind of rope as well as my feet. 

"F*k! Where am I?" I mumbled with heavy breaths as I tried to untangle myself from the rope, struggling to free myself from its grasp.