King of the Alphas

🌹You're Mine And My Possession🌹

A Dark Romance Novel.

Written By

Okeke-Eze Ifeoma Isabella 

PROLOGUE

The chill ringing from her phone woke her up, picking it up without checking the caller ID. Anyone calling her through this number has a job for her. It's the number she uses if anyone wants to contact her or rather her assassin name, Mr King.

"Yes."

"Mr King, you have a job," A male voice said almost immediately.

"What kind of job do you have for me and before you proceed, know that I don't kill children." Samira told him. She knew how her voice would sound at the other end, a man's voice with rough edges. She had made sure she changed her feminine voice to a male voice with a rough deep baritone. No one could guess the person they are always talking to is a lady.

"I need you to kill someone for me, he is not a child."

"Who is he?" Samira asked.

"His name is Zinedine and he will be attending a birthday party tonight. It's to lure him out, we know what we did before he agreed to attend this birthday party, so don't fuck it up."

The warning the man added in his long sentences made Samira's lips twitch up a bit.

"Well, does this Zinedine have a last name?"

"There is no need to mention his last name, you will know it's him once he comes to the party. He won't announce himself but the people there will do it for you."

"How much?"

"20 Million dollars."

Samira mouth parted in shock, this is the second highest money paid for killing a client, the first one was a Mafia drug Lord and she was paid 15 million dollars to eliminate him and now this.

"I know you must be shocked by the amount I am willingly to pay to have him killed, he's a tough guy, so be careful."

Samira snorted as she couldn't help it, careful her sexy ass.

"Send me my full money, you know Mr King doesn't do half payment now and balance later."

"I know that's why you are the perfect one for the job," the man said to her. "Before I forget, the birthday party is strictly by invitation so I am going to send you a copy of an invitation card to your Gmail address. You know what to do with it."

"Send me my complete money and I will start getting prepared."

"Mr King, no matter what, he has to die toni-"

Samira didn't let him finish his words and cut the call. Checking her clock, it was 2pm in the afternoon and at that same moment an alert came to her phone. Her lips lifted up at the corner.