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He enters the tracking option on the menu and types a couple of things, then my eyes widen, and I pull away from him to lean closer to the monitor.

There’s a photo of him looking lethal as hell.

Maxim Nikita Levin

Age: 38

Nationality: Russian

Family: Deceased

Affiliation: Bratva

Years active: 14

Kills: 116

Training: All forms of physical combat. Explosives. Tracking. Catch and release. Hacking.

Level: A

Price: Starting at €500000-00

Availability: Unavailable until further notice

“Holy shit,” I whisper before reading the information again. “Does level A mean you’re good?”

“Only one assassin gets level A,” he murmurs. “The rest are B and below.”

Turning my head, I look at Max. “So you’re the best?”

He nods, not looking smug about it.

“In the world?”

He nods again.

I wrap my arms around his neck, and the corner of my mouth lifts. “How quickly would you be able to kill me.”

He brings his hand to my throat, and his fingers squeeze lightly. “Less than ten seconds.” His head leans closer, and his breath fans over my jaw before he whispers, “But I rarely take a kill up close. It’s too personal.” His mouth brushes over the sensitive skin beneath my ear. “Normally, my target doesn’t even see the bullet coming. It’s quick. I also don’t take hits on women.”

I turn my head until our lips touch. “Would you make an exception for me?”

“If you betrayed me,” his eyes lock with mine, “I would.”

The air tenses around us. Max lifts me from his lap and places me on my feet.

“How would you do it?” I murmur, my tone intimate and needy, while he pulls my shorts down my legs.

I sit on the desk and open my legs wide.

Max steps between my thighs, and as his fingers brush over my clit, he says, “I’d strangle you with my bare hands.”

He pushes a finger inside me, drawing a moan from me. My head falls back, exposing my throat to him.

Bringing his other hand back to my neck, he caresses my skin. I feel his cock at my entrance, and as he surges inside me, his fingers wrap around my throat, and he cuts off my air supply.

I gasp but can’t manage to take a breath. My eyes remain locked with his as he thrusts ruthlessly into me, and it doesn’t even take thirty seconds before my orgasm threatens to overwhelm me.

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