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.

us fucking Lillian.” I sneered, slamming my fist again, this time on

he send

I nod.

roared and slammed his fist

groaned, nursing his wound

also confused on what to

the phone again and scrolled down. There’s a text

the streets

to

snapped my eyes back to his and looked at the

Woozy.

“What? Are you crazy!?

eyes snapped to mine furiously. “Just

the guy’s now limp

the door closed and walked

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

to tell him. Let him see that the guy he sent was easily taken down by us. That should scare him off a bit. He’ll not want to come after us after

retaliate by posting those photos online or he might

you think I had been in Russia for a few weeks? We have

sure hope you

chin at the phone. “Text him back and give him the

Aiden’s pov

the floor, my

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

was fighting for his life in

underestimated those Muralo sick

please stop pacing for a second?”

must be worrying him

down on

him to call my dad to make

still safe.

used Tenney’s phone to

I was betting it on Christopher. Who knew how far those fuckers