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.

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

Did he send

I nod.

roared and slammed his fist

groaned, nursing his wound

also confused on what

the phone again and

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

to him,”

eyes back to his and looked at the guy

Woozy.

“What? Are you crazy!?

snapped to mine furiously. “Just fucking give

roared, pushing the guy’s now limp body

door closed and walked over

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

was easily taken down by us. That should scare

don’t know dad. He might retaliate by posting those photos

son. Who do you think controls the media? Why do you think I had been in Russia for a few weeks? We

sure hope you know what you’re doing,

patted my back and nudged his chin at the phone. “Text him back and give him the location. We’ll be long

Aiden’s pov

the floor, my heart

smell of the hospital was sickening. I hated the stench. But I hated

the line. Keeney was fighting for his life in

those Muralo

please stop pacing for

be worrying

sighed and went to sit down on one of the

called 911, I told him to call my dad to

still safe.

Tenney’s phone to text me

Who knew how far those fuckers would