Cassandra Petrova:-
"You didn't wear the red dress I gave you." Eliseo's voice came from the bathroom doorway after he came out of the shower, with a towel wrapped around his waist, droplets of water all over his skin, and hair as he dried himself with the other towel in his hands. I gulped and looked away. The man looked sexy as sin standing over there, sending tingling sensations between my legs. Why does this man have to be super hot and sexy? And too damn irresistable.
"I don't take orders. I made it clear in the morning, and besides I like to wear white. Gives me good feeling of blood on it after I kill my targets."
Eliseo laughed softly, roughly as he finished drying his hair with that devilish smirk wrinkling the corners of his lips. "My little assassin", he murmured, approaching
