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Licence to Kill

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Ally was the sweetest girl but something was missing in her life. That was until she met Marco. After a fleeting moment, everything changed. What could have happened that would turn a sweet, innocent girl and lead her down a path she, not in her wildest dreams, could ever imagine she'd walk down. A path that led her to become one of the deadliest assassins of her time. ***Trigger Warning*** Contains themes which may be distressing to readers. (C) Copyright reserved - Lizzie Lioness 2019. The author expressly asserts all intellectual property and moral rights over this work. Infringement may lead to civil action, with associated potential financial penalties that may be imposed by a Court, including disgorgement of profits and costs orders against the defendant.

Romance / Erotica
Lizzie Lioness
4.9 2 reviews
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Chapter 1. Innocent Girl


I stood with a gun in my hand, pointing it at the last person I ever thought I would kill. Ever. At least not for this reason. I was never ruthless. Born and raised as a sweet girl, my parents were loving and humble right up until they passed away.

I remembered playing in the backyard when I was a kid. The innocence I once had become lost. A part of me that I would only see glimpses of after that one night. It only took one night for my life to turn around. That was the beginning of my transformation. The sweet girl would soon be taken over by a trained assassin.

“How could you?” I asked my victim.

“I’m sorry,” he wept.

“You’re sorry? After what you’ve done? I should be cutting you with a knife and watching you bleed out instead of standing here with a gun to your head. In fact, I might just do that.” I turned to Rosa. She looked at me, smiled, and grabbed a knife from her back pocket. Romeo grinned, watching her.

Romeo and Rosa. Two incredible people that I was in awe of. Contract Killers. Romeo was the best in the business and Rosa, well, she was not one to fuck with.

“Make it hurt.” Rosa smirked. She stretched out her arm to me, and I took the knife in my free hand.

“Please don’t, Ally. Don’t do this. I’m sorry,” he cried. I looked into his eyes. The eyes I had gazed into so many times before. The only thing he saw in mine was darkness. Nothing left for him. No flicker of light or hope, just pure hatred fueled by a rage for his betrayal.

I looked at the blade in my hand with my gun still pointed at him. “You know I’ve cut off a man’s dick before.” He swallowed hard. It was an incredible feeling cutting off the penis of a rapist. My eyes locked with his again. “I’m trying to work out if I want to cut off yours.” I placed the blade against my lips.

“But I didn’t rape anyone!” He screamed.

“It doesn’t matter that you didn’t. I just want to cause you as much pain as you’ve caused me.” I gave him a wicked smile. Seeing that fear in his eyes did it for me.

“Need us to hold him down?” Romeo asked, grinning. I turned to him and nodded. Grateful that he and Rosa were both with me.

Romeo and Rosa walked over and secured their hands on his body. I chuckled when he squirmed, trying to free himself from their tight grasp.

“You fucked with the wrong girl, and now you’re going to pay.”


“What can I get you?” The man asked as he wiped down the bar area. I looked up at him with watery eyes and a dry mouth. I was so sick of crying that I kept trying to push back my tears that kept threatening to fall.

“I need---.” I sighed deeply and closed my eyes for a moment.

When I opened them again, the bartender’s curious gaze was on me. “Are you okay?”

No. I’ll never be okay. How can I be okay?

“I’ll take your strongest whiskey,” I sulked. He nodded and stepped away to make the drink.

I looked down at my trembling hands and shook them before I placed them in my lap. I snatched my drink after the bartender placed it down. After a quick nod, I brought the glass up to my lips, closed my eyes, and let the liquid burn the back of my throat.

A screech from a barstool resounded when someone sat down next to me. From my peripheral vision, I noticed the man’s head towards me.

“You’re sexy,” he whispered.

Fucking great. Just what I need.

My body swiveled to the left to turn away from the seedy man. Still ignoring him, my eyes caught someone at the other side of the bar. My breath hitched when he returned my stare with equal intensity. His piercing blue eyes dug into my soul, and when he took a sip from his glass, the stranger’s gaze never moved away from me.

God, why can’t I breathe right now?

“I said, you’re sexy.” The man’s voice was a little louder, forcing me to turn my head back to the asshole. I could tell he’d had a few to drink because of the reek of alcohol that seeped through his skin. I hated the way he stared at me. With his mouth slightly opened, his eyes roaming up and down my body before he focused on my breasts.

“Leave me alone,” I demanded. He locked eyes with mine before I turned my head away and noticed that the gorgeous blue-eyed man was no longer sitting opposite me.

My shoulders slumped and disappointment riddled through my body as I could have looked into his eyes forever.

When the drunk man’s hand slid up my thigh, I quickly swiped him away. His poor attempt to feel me up made my blood boil.

“Don’t touch me!” I yelled.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart? You look like a girl who’s after a good time.” He winked.

“Really? And what does a girl look like who’s after a good time?” I asked, not giving him a chance to reply. “I said leave me alone. I mean it!”

Not taking no for an answer, the man decided to try again. He grabbed my leg with force and tried to slide his hand up my inner thigh. He almost reached the spot he aimed for before my palm struck his face. His jaw clenched as he gritted his teeth with fury. The prick raised his hand to hit me, and my lids closed expecting the deep sting. When it didn’t happen, my eyes slowly opened, and I noticed the blue-eyed guy had the asshole in an armlock.

“I believe you owe the lady an apology,” he demanded. I stepped down from the barstool and watched the hot guy twist the man’s arm, causing him pain.

“Fuck that bitch.” He shrieked.

The guy turned his elbow harder, and I knew it would break if he didn’t apologize soon.

“Ahhh!” he cried. “I’m sorry, Okay! Fuck, let me go!”

Hesitantly, the guy released his grip. After a struggle to get off the floor, he looked at me and shook his head. “Fucking bitch ain’t worth it.”

Before I knew what happened, my savior punched the man in the face, then dragged him down to the floor and continued to pummel him. I covered my mouth with my hands and watched everything unfold before my eyes, not knowing what to do. When the beating stopped, I noticed the damage done to the asshole. Blood dripped from his nose and his lips were split open.

The beautiful soul gently placed his hand on my chin and used his fingers to caress my cheek.

“Are you okay?” Not being able to say anything, I just nodded. “Let me know if he bothers you again.”

I caught glimpses of tattoos beneath his dark grey suit, and a smile I could melt into.

Suddenly he dropped his hand when someone came up and whispered in his ear, loud enough for me to hear. “We need to leave.”

For the second time, I felt disappointed. The tattooed hottie turned to the man and nodded, before shifting his attention to me, lowering his voice to a whisper. “I hope to see you again.” His hot breath sent shock waves like an earthquake through my body.

He stepped back and winked before turning away with his friend.

There was something about him; something dangerous that I could feel, and for some reason, my body reacted to it.

The guy’s words resonated through me. I hope to see you again.

Yeah, me too, sexy.

When he was out of sight, I glanced down at the man who still bled profusely from the beating. Not wanting to waste anything, I took my whiskey glass and knocked back the rest before I snatched my bag to head home.

I lived in a small, cozy house. Just what I needed. Never big on materialistic things, I was always good at saving, so I had a large nest egg in my account to use for a rainy day. When I stepped out of the cab, I unlocked my front door and headed inside.

“Chunky!” I yelled, calling out to my dog. He ran up to me a few seconds later and jumped in my arms. “Hey, buddy! You okay?” Chunky barked when I spoke to him, “You should have seen the guy I met tonight.” My dog whined. “What? He was sexy. Those eyes. I couldn’t get enough of him.”

Maybe I should go back to the bar again tonight.

After taking a treat out of the dog bag, I threw it at Chunky to catch. I made my way into my bedroom, got changed and slipped underneath my silky covers.


The next night, I decided to make my way back to the bar, hoping to get another glimpse of him.

Fuck. I don’t even know his name! All I knew was that I wanted to see him after he defended my honor. I didn’t care who he was or what he had done. I wanted him. Sitting at the bar, I ordered a whiskey, discreetly looking around for him again. Disappointment washed over me when he didn’t turn up-- not even after the next few nights. Was it wrong that I was at the bar for the fourth night hoping it would be different? Did that make me a stalker? Probably. I just didn’t give a shit.

I took a final sip of my whiskey and stepped off the stool. Again, disheartened that the guy didn’t turn up. After I grabbed my bag, I turned to walk away when someone suddenly stopped me.

“Leaving already?”

Immediately, I recognized his voice even though I’ve heard him only once before. It was deep, sexy, and the throbbing sensation between my legs returned tenfold. When I turned around, his eyes were gazing into mine. It didn’t falter even though I wore something slightly revealing with the off chance that I would see him.

“Just heading to the bathroom,” I lied.

“Not going home?”

I shook my head and smiled. “No.”

He nodded and sat down on a stool. “I’ll just wait right here until you get back then.” He smirked.

God, why do I want to kiss him so bad? Fuck. I want to do more than kiss him.

“I’ll see you soon.” I winked and turned away to find the bathroom which was tucked at the other side of the bar. Not needing to go, I stayed inside for a few minutes before heading back out again. My eyes darted towards the bar, and I felt disappointed when I noticed he wasn’t there.

“Looking for me, gorgeous?”

I smiled to myself before my body turned to him. He was leaning up against the wall and playfully smiled, knowing full well that I tried to find him at the bar.

My heart was beating fast. I took a deep breath and stepped closer. His gaze moved from mine when his eyes traveled up and down my body. For the first time, or at least that I had noticed, he was checking me out. He swallowed hard and moved his focus to me.

“What are you doing here instead of over there?” I asked.

“Waiting for you,” he whispered.

“I never got to thank you for what you did to that asshole the other night.”

“Well, now’s your chance.” .

Smiling, I moved closer that our bodies were touching. I leaned in ever so slowly...

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