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The Duke's Villainess Wife Is An Impostor

Chapter 2Ā The Assassin

Word Count: 1349 Ā Ā Ā |Ā Ā Ā  Released on: 17/10/2021

in the center of the fountain in front of the church. Ashen with shock and

ake up and find myself peacefully lying on my bed. But it seems the heavens failed to grant my

d hard as I tried t

l fire the gun in your head." His sharp tone sent cold shivers down my spine. When I didn't stop screami

o pull my hand, but my efforts were in vain. My strength w

glint in his blue eyes that ma

ears. "You're lucky enough to escape death five years ago, but th

down without a fight." I hissed under my

ips. He pressed the gun to my neck, har

. Hoping the first shot will kill me instantly and I won't suf

im looking at me with his

t time he called me with that full name, he aimed a gun to my heart, then he pulled the trigger. A stranger had witnessed the

't sure if I woul

f lucky enough if he d

Alexandria." He murmured

ng inside me. But the fear was quickly replaced with

ts that she's the one wh

tinued, taking my attention. "But your facial features weren't as sharp as

tline of my jaw. My whole

I sobbed, but the words b

ly given me the opportunity to kill you twice. O

e?" Though I knew the truth, I still w

eve me if I sai

pursing into a tight line

lly admitted. "She also gave me the liberty to do what I

y time I tried to resist. Several times, I stumbled on my heels, but I willed myself to get up in f

d come to my aid. I waited and waited, hoping anyone would cross the streets at this hour or perhaps a lost car wou

exposed an aging rusty car with fading paints. As though he was afraid I will do something stupid, he pulle

el, I watched him slam the door shut, then locked me inside. He walke

born door didn't even budge. The car was old and rusty, but the parts were still in good shape.

, but stopped dead in my tracks as I spotted the child sprawled on the seat.

lf, an ear-piercing scre

ith shock, I stumbled back into the driver's seat. For a moment that seemed to go on like forever, I

leep. Slowly, he raised his head to me. I found myself holdi

version of Lucas! My hear

bled in his so

lump in my throat. Perhaps the child was so

" I whispered with a smile. Then wiped

ned my vision red. With my fists turned into a ball on my side, I returned to my seat just i

barked on the phone in his han

dulously, still talking t

butt out of the mansion before anyone discovers what you're up to!" The man muttere

aster than my common sense. There's no chance I co

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