Tangled Love

CHAPTER 122

Jake's POV-

I stop breathing when I look into her terrified eyes as recognition flashes through them. Her scream fills the room and my bad boy front completely crumbles to the ground. My hands releases my gun and it shatters to the ground, bouncing before it eventually lies still.

"Boss, are you alright?"

I vaguely hear the unstable voices of my team around me, their eyes widening in confusion as they stand there, unsure of what to do. My eyes never leave hers and she reaches up, tears spilling down her cheeks.

My jaw tightens as she takes my face mask off and I watch her lip tremble before her legs give out and she falls to the floor.

It finally happened... She knows what I am.

"Your mask!"

"Run!"

"Let's get out of here!"

by the scuff of her neck. He drags her like she's nothing and I finally snap out of my daze

her!" I yell, lunging for Gregg. He immediately drops Emily and backs up into the club wall, sending a table toppling over. Glasses smash to the floor, covering me in alcohol. I hiss and grab his

sneer at him, my fists flying out and smashing into the side of his skull, silencing him. My

choke out, releasing him. He stumbles on to the floor, his hand holding onto his head as he whimpers

sirens in the background. The panic of my team is immediate and they pick up what they can before fleeing through the back of the club like

Now everything has gone so wrong. . .

she have to be

to the noises outside and I clench my jaw tightly knowing I don't have much time. I pick her up in one

heavily and look down at her face that is contorted in pain despite being passed out. I'll never

the floor outside, causing my hold on Emily to loosen. The sounds of sirens and police are almost deafening

to

over me, his arms outstretched motioning for me to

her beautiful face, the person

the desperation clear in his voice as the shouts of police can be heard from inside the club mere feet

"I won't let you have her." I say to him, holding her limp body closer to mine. The panic in Tobias' eyes increases as his head shoots towards the doors of the club, the sound of the police closing

ready to grab her back but he shakes his head sadly, stepping backwards against the wall to give

swallow the hard lump in my throat, torn between what to do. The back door of the club smashing open finally forces me to take one last look at her before I sprint into the dark streets, weaving my way through traffic. My chest

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