Love Or Trigger

She had to kill him. Tonight.
Behind her, the door opened. Marcus walked in, loosening his silk tie. He was the undisputed king of the city’s underground—ruthless, feared, and untouchable. But as he looked at her, the sharp, calculating edge in his eyes melted into something terrifyingly soft.
"You're quiet tonight," he said, stepping closer.
Elena’s heart hammered against her ribs. Her hand instinctively brushed against the suppressed pistol hidden beneath her dress. "Just thinking," she lied, forcing a soft smile
....
It wasn't a game," she choked out. "Not at the end. Marcus, they'll kill me if I don't do this. They'll send someone else to kill you."
"Then let it be you," Marcus smiled, a genuine, heartbreaking smile. "If my empire falls, I want it to fall by your hand. Do it."

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