As an assassin, she had long since honed her skills, and now, with her body seemingly back to its former strength and memories flooding her mind, she forgot the promise she had made to her sister—a vow to never take another life.
SWISH
In a frenzied moment, she lunged her claw at Damien, her hands aimed directly at his chest, intent on rending his flesh apart and extracting his heart from within.
'?!!'
"Don't even think about it," Damien warned, tightening his grip as she sat in his embrace. Visana was still recovering, not yet back to her former strength. Perched on his lap with her legs slightly apart, she found herself in a position that made it nearly impossible to break free from his hold.
He locked his hands firmly around her, pressing her breasts against his solid chest. Although fabric separated them, it was enough to keep her body restrained.
