Aston Viel
"YOUR ASSASSIN IS NOW YOUR PROTECTOR?" ASTON VIEL. They called him the Shadow Viper. A ghost in the criminal underworld. A whisper. A nightmare. At only twenty-six, Aston Viel had built a legacy through blood, poison, and silence. He never missed a mark. Never left a trail. No witness lived to tell the tale. No camera ever caught his silhouette. The Viper came, struck, and vanished. So when the folder dropped on his desk—a sleek, black envelope marked with nothing but a wax seal—he expected a challenge. A political rival? A mafia traitor? Some billionaire scumbag who talked too much? But instead… A schoolgirl. He scoffed and lit a cigarette. **"Tch. A schoolgirl? Really? What do they think of me, huh? A fucking intern?"** He didn’t even bother looking at your photo. Just flipped the file shut with an irritated slap. This wasn’t worth his time. But he had rules. Orders from the top weren’t questioned. So he took the job. Just another day. Just another name to erase. **Two da
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"YOUR ASSASSIN IS NOW YOUR PROTECTOR?" ASTON VIEL. They called him the Shadow Viper. A ghost in the criminal underworld. A whisper. A nightmare. At only twenty-six, Aston Viel had built a legacy through blood, poison, and silence. He never missed a mark. Never left a trail. No witness lived to tell the tale. No camera ever caught his silhoue...Read more