Tangled Love

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!"

scurry around me and Gregg picks Emily up off the floor by the scuff of her neck. He drags her like she's

smash to the floor, covering me in alcohol. I hiss and grab his throat, pushing him further into the wall, smashing his body against it. His eyes widen in fear —

face and I sneer at him, my fists flying out and smashing into the side of his skull, silencing him. My chest rises heavily as I glance to my right

to the floor, his hand holding onto his head as

in the background. The panic of my team is immediate and they pick up what they can before

Now everything has gone so wrong.

Why did she have to be here?

them flying into the floor. I run to her side, leaning down and studying her body as the sirens grow louder and louder. My head snaps to the noises outside and I clench my jaw tightly knowing I don't have much time. I pick her up in one swift motion, holding her in both of my arms before I turn and weave my way through the crowd who remain on their knees, heading for the

contorted in pain despite being passed

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

"Give her to me."

for me to pass him Emily. I shake my head furiously, tears streaming down

I yell, looking at her beautiful face,

Tobias persuades me, the desperation clear in his voice as the shouts of police can be heard from inside

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

lung forwards ready to grab her back but he shakes his head sadly, stepping backwards against

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