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My Mate Is A Contract Killer

MY MATE IS A CONTRACT KILLER His name is Christopher Elijah William. Alpha of Red Moon Stone, the most fearsome pack among wolves. He is known for his cruelty, ruthlessness, rudeness, and most importantly for his maniac ways of torture. But he always craves for a mate who is fearsome and has all qualities of being the Luna. Her name is Annie Walters. She is living a simple ordinary life. Working in a very small firm as a typewriter. Average looks, always wear glasses, an Introvert and wear granny type clothes. But she has other personalities too. The personality no one knows about. Being an orphan made it easy for her to conceal her other personality from others very easy. What happens when these two come face to face? What will Christopher do when he knows that he gets a weak human as a mate? What will Annie do when she will get her new job as Christopher Elijah William’s new Secretary? ******************************************************************************************************************************************** ** SNEAK PEAK ** “Sir, Please Let me go” Annie whispered yelling at his new boss who is standing so close to her that he almost invades his private space. Christopher near his face towards her neck and inhales deeply. Taking in her scent while securing her shoulder in his hands. He balls his fists and then looks into her eyes. Then he distances himself from her breathing heavily. “Get Out” he shouts. Annie hurried towards the door and was about to open it when he suddenly grabs her waist from behind.

i_anu21 · Fantasi
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Chapter 42 MOM

Point of View: Annie

“MOM!!!”

I can believe what I am seeing right now. the very person whom I thought had murdered in cold blood. Time seems to stop when she appears at the stairs.

She comes down the stairs whereas I stand rooted at the spot. She is in jeans and a shirt but looks as graceful and beautiful as I remember. Her curly hairs are now straight.

She comes and stands in front of me, then looks at me. Tears start to come to the brim of my eyes making my sight hazy. Then I feel the touch of a similar warmth on my cheeks.

I put my hand on hers and blink my eyes, making the tears flow down from my eyes to my cheeks to our overlapping hands. she gently wipes my tear with her thumb and then hugs me. I also hug her back and cries.

“Mom, I… is… is… th…that you? I am…am n…no…not dreaming again. Right!!!” I say while sobbing. Hiccupping between the words.