The Girl He Craves

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Christopher’s pov

Dad managed to disarm the guy and calls me over as the guy’s shirt quickly soak with his blood.

“Find out who sent him.” Dad grunted as he opened the door and held the guy in a choke hold.

“How am I suppose to do that if you’re choking him!” I yelled and looked around.

Someone must have heard those gunshots. There’s no way no one would’ve heard.

Unless everyone leaving in those buildings are deaf.

“Get his phone.” Dad urged as a soft ping sound comes from the guys now lit up pocket.

He’s groaning in pain, coughing up his own blood but still struggles.

“If I were you, I’d stop struggling boy.” Dad hissed in his ear and nudged his chin to the guy’s pocket.

“Hurry up Christopher so we can get out of here.”

I quickly took out his phone.

“Fingerprint.” I grumble, fighting with the guy to grab his hand.

When I do, I pinched his finger and placed it on his screen. The phone unlocks and I quickly tapped on the text.

“That asshole! I knew Aiden was behind this shit!” I sneered as I read the messages between Aiden Xavier and the guy.

“Fuck!” I roared and slammed my fist on the jeep roof.

“What is it!?” Dad looked at me.

I shook my head, running my fingers through my hair in frustration. “He had this piece of shit follow us.” I pointed at the guy who looked like he was about to pass out soon. Or maybe he was about to die.

Either way he deserved it.

place. Took photos of us fucking Lillian.” I sneered, slamming my fist again, this time on

he send it to

I nod.

and slammed his fist on the

nursing his

furious but also

the phone again and scrolled down. There’s a

quiet and the streets were still dead. There were no sounds of sirens so no one had called

to him,” Dad

my eyes back to his and looked at

Woozy.

“What? Are you crazy!?

to mine furiously. “Just fucking give it to

roared, pushing the

door closed and

give it to him, he’ll see what we’ve done,” I

was easily taken down by us. That should scare him off a bit. He’ll not want to come after

dad. He might retaliate by posting those photos online or he might give

can edit a fucking photo nowadays son. Who do you think controls the media? Why do you think I had been

hope you know what you’re doing,

son.” He patted my back and nudged his chin at the phone. “Text him back

Aiden’s pov

the floor, my heart

I hated the stench.

Keeney was fighting

underestimated those Muralo

can you please stop pacing for a second?” Mitch

must be worrying him

went to sit down on one of the empty

him to call

still safe.

obviously used Tenney’s phone

Who knew how