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A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Tattoo
SKYLO’S P.O.VThe silence after a shootout always came with a strange kind of ringing in my ears. Like my body was still catching up to the chaos, even though the bullets had stopped flying.I exhaled and leaned against the wall, the mix of blood of the deceased men staining across my face and body. Some were mine, but most were those of the attacker.I wiped the dripping blood off my face.I had no guilt. Damien had taught me never to feel guilty over losing brave men.I looked around the housed. Fuck…It looked oddly different and it made me want to shoot the skull of the fucking attackers again.The floor was soaked, either from someone’s blood or the shattered bottle of whiskey that had stood too proud on Damien’s shelf.I blinked past the sting of sweat and gunpowder in my eyes, letting the weight of everything settle.We’d lost a couple of our men. Jorge, Manuel, Franco.They were all gone..and for no fucking reason, but none of that mattered to me right now. Because Damien was
A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING In This, Together!
DAMIEN’S P.O.VTracey had disappeared into the back room, said something about finding comfortable clothes but, I didn’t respond.I stayed planted on the damn bed, hunched over with my elbows on my knees, lost in my own head. I’d been expecting Skylo’s call since the minute I walked through that door, but still nothing. Not even a damn text from the fucker and it was becoming worried and unnatural of him.Skylo wasn’t the type to vanish like that, especially not after the kind of bloodbath we just escaped. I creased my brow, feeling my jaw tightened because that didn’t sit right with me.My gut kept twisting, and it wasn’t from the pain in my side.I looked down.The wound was stiff but had been bandaged clean. I was surprised Tracey could do this. I was expecting her to hesitate, and throw some weak girl tantrum when I asked her to but, she didn't. She just grabbed what she could find and fixed me up. She was sloppy but solid, more than I had expected of her. I didn't expect for
A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Hungry And Angry
TRACEY'S P.O.VMy stomach let out an embarrassing growl, loud enough to break the silence in the across the damn living room.The moment I heard the growl, I froze, blinking as fast as I could like that would scare the hunger away. But of course, it didn’t work. My stomach just did it again and infact, the sound came louder this time.There was no doubt I was hungry as hell. Of course, I had to…it had been hours since my last meal and I was certain to have burnt whatever energy I had from it on my the rush that happened earlier.My stomach rumbled again and I hissed, rubbing my flat belly with my palm. "Great," I muttered glancing towards the hallway where Damien had disappeared earlier. I sighed, pushed up from the ground. The floor was cold beneath my feet as I walked past the dim hallway toward the door cracked halfway open.Damien was inside, silently dabbing onthe cut on his arm and I wondered what the heck he was still doing?The room reeked of antiseptic and tension as I wal
A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Bullet Out
TRACEY'S P.O.VMy hands shook as I slipped on the gloves, grabbing the small bottle of antiseptic and the cotton pads.“Tell me if it hurts,” I whispered softly.He didn’t even look at me. “of course, it would hurt, I'm human not some robot.” He snorted through his teeth and I rolled my eyes, dropping the cotton wool.“Oh, great. Good to know my lack of medical expertise is so reassuring to you.” I blurted, feeling offended.I’ve never done any of such in my life, neither did I know anything about bullet wounds, yet Damien was doing nothing to ease my stress.In fact, he was making it worse with his snort comments.“Tracey..” he called my name like it was a warning or a plea towards the gruesome pain in his arm. “There’s no one else. You’re all I’ve got right now.”The way he said it made something squeeze painfully in my chest.I didn’t respond.I swallowed hard, pressing the soaked cotton against the woundI’m going to numb it with alcohol,” I said, voice shaking.“Do what you have
A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Taking Out His Bullet
TRACEY’S P.O.VWe were both silent as the car drove as fast as it could while I sat still behind, my arms folded tightly across my chest, pretending to focus on the blurry trees we were speeding past.. But truthfully, I was just trying not to think too hard.Damien drove like he was having a personal race against the road itself. His eyes straight ahead, no emotion… like always.The engine roared louder every time his foot slammed the gas, and I took in a deep breath.I didn’t say anything. I simply just shut my eyes, leaning my head back, as I welcomed the brief moment of silence… even if it was just for a few seconds because with us, there was always another storm.My thoughts wandered to earlier and how I could’ve died if Damien hadn’t wheeled in and put a bullet through that bastard’s head… I would’ve been lying in a pool of blood right now. My blood.My stomach tightened at the memory. That man’s hand had been around my throat… his gun at my temple… and he was ready to shoot the
A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING Getting Saved By Him
TRACEY'S P.O.V“Damien…” I grumbled, barely able to keep the shake out of my voice.“Shut the fuck up,” he snapped at me, clipped and angry..I couldn't help but hold my breathe, I was caught off guard and scared beyond witts.I could tell Damien was angry and stressed out too. Not just the usual Damien kind of pissed-off—but something darker, meaner. The kind that boiled under his skin and made his jaw clench so tight I could almost hear it grind. But I didn’t take offense.How could I? We were in deep chaotic shit, and I knew my panic wasn’t helping in any way.His eyes stayed glued to the rearview mirror, then darted to the men ahead of us all packed standing in front of their various cars.It was like they were waiting for us to make a move.I pressed my back into the seat and took a deep breath, fighting the scream scratching its way up my throat.Then the screeching sound of tires broke the silence as I watch Damien trying to swerve away from the men in front of us, despite us b
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