As a top assassin, Cassandra usually wore a pitch-black bodysuit, and to keep her clothes from interfering with her movements, she often went without panties.
That allowed her to bring her abilities to bear to the fullest and beat her enemies down.
Today, however, before she could show what she could do, someone had pointed a gun at her plump ass.
A blush immediately rose over Cassandra's beautiful little face.
She was only nineteen. Not only did she have no experience dealing with the opposite sex, she had never encountered anything like this.
So, as Cassandra Cain blushed, her red lips parted, and she hurriedly cursed, "Fuck! Get your gun away from me!!"
"Oh, oh."
Lynn nodded repeatedly, then, coming to his senses, pushed the gun a little farther in.
"It's out."
Cassandra:
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Bastard! What the fuck is out?
"Stop teasing her, Mr. Agent. Let Cassandra go."
Black Canary shifted her bottom beside them, twisting her full, plump buttocks like a pair of juicy, tender peaches.
"Her parents aren't good people, but she's still just a nineteen-year-old kid. She hasn't done anything illegal. Just leave her with me."
Black Canary's long lashes lifted slightly, and she raised her delicate brows as she teased him.
"Besides, Mr. Agent, weren't you going to rescue Talia? Cassandra said she's with the Rogues right now, and she might be in danger. If you go now, you can save her."
Lynn turned to look at her. Without the Fishnet Stockings, Black Canary's long, voluptuous legs were dazzlingly white and looked even sexier.
He thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "You do have a point. I did come for Talia, but in a situation like this, I can't exactly say no."
As he spoke, Lynn raised his right hand again, pressing the gun