My Lover is My Target
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you think...'. They never thought that they would ever find me clubbing or partying at night...but they never knew who would be my next target (laughing inside). I was a professional killer...not a bloody killer but I did reveal what people think their hidden secrets were safe...whenever m
es stood in her sight. His index was pointing at h
le were rushing to go to work and some of them were walking t
nez?" She tried to guess and
day." He inhaled and drew a clumsy smile as he took a glance at the woman who was standing in his sight,
en eyes were staring at Elena. He sniffed and fixed
dded h
you busy?" He took a long deep inhale
ead and said, "Lucky me so, I
ted her action. He giggled and looked at his 'b
tence; a pair of her onyx eyes turned its direction from the pave
d his eyes and made Elena deliver him her swee
d to avoid Martinez's piercing stare at her as she looked down to their steps. 'Nice branded sneakers,
but the hit made her some fr
a paused her steps and gasped
kay and gett
they continued their
n on the sidewalk and there wer
tinez twitched one of his legs, he looked at
Elena wiped her nose
nez stroked his fingers into his hair. "Yes, I am a vet as
s the first person had
washing dish person..." Elena answ
was no change in his facial expre
imes with some extra hours
orders. She took a glimpse at both Martinez and Elena as
she's from upper middle class. Her shoes
startled her. "Cappuccino, la
th some ice." Elena smiled and
ez put his two hands i
led, "Don't make me sound like a complaint customer! Gosh..."
ed. "One of the nightmares that o
ers said that they kind of customers...hmm...you know, they're mean for tips." She giggled again as Mart
nded her coffee after he paid their orders
How about you?" Elena sipped her latte coffee; she wi
th you. Although I'll be glad to have it..." Martinez rub
on who working as a vet assistant, Martinez. Your sneakers' brand name and the watch that
e dog a name?" S
e accident!" Martinez sipped his coffee. He turned hi
ain?" He handed his old version of the mobile
ile phone number. "That's my number. Perhaps, I won't
d his lips. "You're so vain..." He tr
She moved her fi
ing hours sometimes ruin your da
rugged.
ase, answer my call or reply to my messages, okay?" He smiled at Elena since