Maar's Girl

I had one job. To kill her.
I fell in love with her instead.
War is hell.
It’s even worse when you’re a hitman sent to a warzone to kill your target.
Her shuttle was trying to get out before the invaders arrived.
I killed her bodyguard. But then I saw her from a distance.
She was so damn beautiful.
I fell in love at that moment.
No way could I hurt a hair on her body. I had to save her instead.
The invaders were coming.
And I turned from a hitman…to a protector.
I kept them at bay till the shuttle took off.
She thought it was her bodyguard that saved her. It was me.
Once she was safe, I swapped identities with the dead bodyguard.
When the smoke cleared and rescuers finally found me, they called me a hero.
Gave me a medal and sent me to a hospital to heal.
That’s where I met a nurse whose job was to care for me.
I couldn’t believe my eyes.
It was her.
She felt like she owed me her life. I knew my job even now was to take it.
And now all I can think is…
Do I kill my fated mate?
Or do I wait for my employers to kill me?