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.

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

send it to

I nod.

roared and slammed his

his

also

at the phone again and scrolled down.

for his location.” I exhaled and looked around. It was still quiet and the streets were still dead. There were no sounds

it to him,” Dad

his and looked at the guy who seemed to

Woozy.

“What? Are you crazy!?

eyes snapped to mine furiously. “Just

He roared, pushing the guy’s

door closed and

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

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 seeing how far

shook my head. “I don’t know dad. He might retaliate by posting those photos online or he might give them to the media. Either way we are

son. Who do you think controls the media? Why do you think I had been

hope you

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

Aiden’s pov

pace the floor,

of the hospital was sickening. I hated the

put someone’s life on the line. Keeney was fighting for

underestimated those Muralo sick

pacing

worrying

and went to sit down on one of the empty

I told him to

still safe.

Tenney’s phone to

was betting it on Christopher. Who knew how far