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

send it to

I nod.

his

groaned, nursing his wound

looks furious but also

at the phone again and

and looked around. It was still quiet and the streets were still dead. There

it to him,”

back to his and

Woozy.

“What? Are you crazy!?

snapped to mine furiously. “Just fucking give it

the guy’s

door closed and

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

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

posting those photos online or he might give them to the media. Either way we are

media? Why do you think I had been in Russia

hope you

him back and give him the location. We’ll be long

Aiden’s pov

pace the floor,

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

put someone’s life on the line. Keeney was fighting for his life in there because of

underestimated those

please stop pacing

be worrying him even

and went to sit down on one of

called 911, I told him to call my dad to

still safe.

used Tenney’s phone to text

Christopher. Who knew how far those fuckers