The Girl He Craves

The Girl He Craves By Demiah13 Chapter 186

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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.

of us

he send

I nod.

his

his wound and

furious but also confused

at the phone again and scrolled down.

looked around. It was still quiet and the streets were still dead. There were no

it to him,”

eyes back to his and looked

Woozy.

“What? Are you crazy!?

angry eyes snapped to mine furiously. “Just fucking give

the guy’s now limp

closed and

we’ve done,” I nudged my

by us. That should scare him off a bit. He’ll not want to come after

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

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

sure hope you know what you’re doing,

me son.” He patted my back and nudged his chin at the phone. “Text him back and

Aiden’s pov

pace the floor,

I hated the stench. But I hated

the line. Keeney was fighting for his life

those Muralo sick

can you please stop pacing for a

must be worrying him even

to sit down

told him to call my

still safe.

obviously used Tenney’s phone

Christopher. Who knew how far those fuckers

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