Chapter 250
“A hitman?” I asked, “What’s your codename? ‘Black Widow’?”
She laughed, “That’s a terrible codename and no. It’s not Black Widow.”
She grabbed the first aid kit and started going through everything. “Um, excuse me. Didn’t I say I would take care of you, Ms. Hitman?” I smirked and took the first aid kit from her and had her sit on the bed.
I start applying ointment and then Reid asks, “Most hitmen have a specialty, right? What’s yours?”
“Knives.” She said seriously while I continued applying the ointment.
“If you know how to fight, then why not fight back?” Reid asks.
“I sacrifice a lot to keep my sister safe, Reid.” She said.
I stop what I’m doing. “I can keep you safe, Thalia. I can keep you, your sister, even your mom, safe. If you’ll let me.”
She smiles gently at me, and I see unshed tears forming again. “I can keep them safe too, Aiden. I won’t burden you with my problems. They are mine to handle.”
“You don’t have to handle them by yourself anymore, Thalia. Will you let me help you?” I asked.
She puts her hands on my cheeks and presses her forehead to mine. I close my eyes and inhale her scent. Aiden, I will handle my family. Trust me when I say you want no part of that drama.”
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I’m trying to respect her wishes, but my instinct is to step in and protect her. I want to push further, but Reid mind links me.
‘Stand down. Give her the space she needs, bro.’
I sighed. “Fine. But promise me you will come to me if you need help. I promise you I will be there.”
“If I need help, I will come to you.” She said, and it released a little tension in my chest I didn’t know I was holding.

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