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The Queen of Assassins

Amiel was orphaned when she was fifteen. Her parents were the owner of the then-known largest mafia group that arose after the world fell in the year 2030. Her parent's death was framed as an accident, but Amiel knew they were murdered. Yet, with no evidence to prove her claim, no one believed her—saved one man. He goes by the name of Seven. Seven raised Amiel and trained her on how to be the perfect assassin. Soon, Amiel gained the reputation of being the queen of assassins. No one knew who she really was except for one: Wizardo, her mysterious comrade. They were the unbeatable duo. But Amiel had never seen Wizardo's face—a mystery she wished to solve. He was always just the voice that guided her in her assignments. A voice who comforted her in times she didn’t realize she needed comfort. A voice she desperately wanted to meet. -- DISCLAIMER: photo cover is not mine. Kudos to the artist

shrEk2o3 · Urban
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168 Chs

Smitten

"There was only one interested buyer, young miss. But I put it off as you requested."

I took a deep breath, giving my apartment a final glance. 

I blew out a sigh. My heart was feeling heavy.

"Thank you, Bruce. I know this was sudden. Please forgive me for being a nuisance."

"You are never a nuisance, Miss Amiel."

"I'll never get tired of hearing that."

"Call me if you need anything, young miss. My line is always open."

"Now, now, all is well, Bruce. I promised that this would be the last request I made. You are no longer bound to work for me."

"You are like a daughter to me, Miss Amiel."

I needed to cut the call short. Tears were beginning to form in my eyes. 

"And for that, I'm always grateful. I hope you're using my gift to you to your heart's content."

There was a chuckle from the other end of the line. I couldn't help but smile broadly.