What Should I Do If My Boyfriend Is the Zoldyck Heir?

I struck up a conversation at a cafe with a gorgeous man: cool expression, black hair, red lips, fair skin. I really liked him, and he really liked me, so we started dating.

I thought it was an ordinary relationship. Then he took me home and told me his family had been professional assassins for generations. I couldn't keep it together.

I swallowed my nerves and suggested we break up on good terms. He calmly agreed, then showed me a strange needle and told me he'd approached me because my bitchy classmate had paid him to kill me. Dating me meant my family was evaluating him, so the assassination had been put on hold. Now that we'd broken up, he could resume the job.

I broke into a cold sweat and coaxed him into getting back together with me.

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