Bulletproof (Resonance).

Maeve Evans an orphan, skilled, and highly trained assassin who lost memories of her past goes undercover as a bodyguard to protect Axel Helion the sole heir to Majesty group incorporated and known to be a universal playboy.

Whilst undercover, recovering her memory and in a blossoming love discovers a secret behind her past that changed her very existence.


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The rain showered heavily, drizzling with extreme force in the illumination of the night as tears streamed down my eye, yet all I could feel within me was intense pain and raging anger. My mind was in chaos and my heart in pain but the anger I felt within me outweighed them all.

We stood stationary in the downpour as we gazed at each other in the solitude of our vicinity.

No, I couldn't kill him yet, at least not until he told me the reason why he did it.

"why....tell me why you did it". I gazed away from him in hopes to restrain my anger as I muttered clearly in a barely audible voice which reveal my agony but I knew he heard me.

"I said why did you do it, tell me!". This time I expressed in far greater modulation when I didn't get a reply from him.

"Why do you think I did it?". He enunciated in an indifferent tone and aspect as he continued in the same tone." They defiled god and were given judgment".

"God? what sort of damned god?". I expressed in a loud voice as I rushed towards him at full speed sending a punch in the direction of his face.

The background surrounding us was suddenly blown away by the wind that assembled from the intensity of the punch, leaves were scattered around and the ground we stood in dug deeper.

He caught my hand before the punch could get to his face, he swiftly twisted my hand behind my back holding it firmly as he whispered into my ear in an impassive but scornful timbre.

"look at you, you're still so weak and carry around insignificant emotions, after losing so much I expected that you'd change but you're still as naive as ever, giving time to fervent sentiments".

My anger increased by the second, I kicked him with my leg and when I noticed he was distracted I used my free hand to deliver a hit on his lower abdomen sending him flying across the trees.


He stood up from the grass with a slight slit suit and swiftly took off his lounge leaving on only the black trouser and dress shirt.

"Prepare to have your ass handed to you, today is the day you die". I started with a baleful smile and complete resolution.