Yet, she felt no regret or fear.

Marcus kissed her cheek, his voice light but laced with frustration.

“I really feel like killing you now!"

She allowed the kiss without protest.

Melissa, far from being upset, laughed weakly. Once the pain subsided, she leaned back against the wall and whispered, "Marcus, remember when you stole my client and backed me into a corner? You should've known better than anyone that this was coming our way."