I’m built to f*ck and kill, and I’m the best there is at both.
I had a piano wire wrapped around my target’s neck when I first saw her. Stolen off the street, she was a sweet little schoolgirl who never saw me coming.
I’ve had a thousand women, but I’ve never had a girl like Abby. Luscious and innocent, her curves are soft and sweet against my ripped, chiseled body.
One look, and I’m hard. One touch, and I’m f*cking addicted.
I want her, and I get everything I want. But she’s a witness, and in my world, witnesses don’t live to talk.
I kill for a living and I have no regrets. It’s who I am, who I’ve always been. But when my boss wants Abby dead, I have to be the man she needs me to be.
A hundred men, a thousand men, I’ll kill them all to protect her.
They won’t see me coming–not until I slit their f*cking throats.