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

Did he send

I nod.

slammed his fist on the guy’s

his wound and

looks furious but also confused on

again and scrolled down. There’s a text from

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

to him,”

back to his and looked at the guy

Woozy.

“What? Are you crazy!?

angry eyes snapped to mine furiously. “Just fucking

the guy’s

the door closed and walked

what we’ve done,” I nudged my chin

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

by posting those photos online or he might give them to the

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

“I sure hope you know

nudged his chin at the phone. “Text him back and give him the location. We’ll be long gone when he

Aiden’s pov

pace the floor, my heart

was sickening. I hated the stench.

the line. Keeney was fighting for his

underestimated those Muralo sick

pacing

must be worrying him

to sit down on one of

to call my dad to

still safe.

had obviously used Tenney’s phone to text me

on Christopher. Who knew how far