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.

managed to get passed security at your place. Took photos of us fucking Lillian.” I sneered, slamming my fist again, this

Did he send it to

I nod.

slammed his fist

his wound and

but also

down at the phone again and

quiet and the streets were still dead. There were no sounds of

it to him,”

back to his and looked

Woozy.

“What? Are you crazy!?

to mine furiously.

pushing the

slammed the door closed

it to him, he’ll see what we’ve done,” I nudged my chin to the wounded

him. Let him see that the guy he sent was easily taken down by us. That should scare him

head. “I don’t know dad. He might retaliate by posting those photos online or he might give them to the media. Either way

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

sure hope you

“Text him back and give him the location. We’ll be long gone when

Aiden’s pov

floor,

the hospital was sickening. I hated

someone’s life on the line. Keeney was fighting

those

stop pacing for

must be worrying

went to sit down on

him to call my dad to

still safe.

phone to

I was betting it on Christopher. Who knew