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!"

picks Emily up off the floor by the scuff of her neck. He drags

the floor, covering me in alcohol. I hiss and grab his throat, pushing him further into the wall,

out and smashing into the side of his skull, silencing him. My chest rises heavily as I glance to my

stumbles on to the floor, his hand holding onto his

The panic of my team is immediate and they pick up what they can before fleeing through the back of the

everything has gone so

have to

and studying her body as the sirens grow louder and louder. My head snaps to the noises outside and I clench

down at her face that is contorted in pain despite being passed out. I'll never forget the way

the floor outside, causing my hold on Emily to loosen. The sounds

her to me."

find Tobias' shadow looming over me, his arms outstretched motioning for me to pass him Emily. I shake my head furiously, tears streaming down my face faster.

looking at her beautiful face, the person I love the most in this cruel world.

back safely!" Tobias persuades me, the desperation clear in his voice as the

to him, holding her limp body closer to mine. The panic in Tobias'

and ripping her from my arms. I lung forwards ready to grab her back but he shakes his head sadly, stepping backwards against the wall to give me room.

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

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