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***this book contains swearing and scenes not appropriate for young readers, read at your own discretion*** I met 'the one' down in 11th Street at 2am when I was sane and somehow sober. He's in a pair of suit and tie - clean yet his motorbike says dirty. He's peppered with alluring perfume - attractive yet his gun says deadly. He's modeling a smirk - handsome yet his piercing green eyes says evil. Well... Let's change that... I met 'my evil' down in 11th Street at 2am when I was drunk and hella crazy. - - - My name is Sigrid, that girl in doll shoes and preppy dresses, and he's Mikhail, that guy in suits. Oh before I forget, he's a hitman and I'm madly in need of him, in more ways than one.
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