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His Pretty Little Liar - The Devil’s Snare - Book 1 Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Four
Continued:"Who, sir?" the man at the table Derek stands at stutters, his unease evident as he shifts under Derek's unwavering gaze."Franko, I need him," Derek replies, his tone sharp and unforgiving, his impatience evident as if the question itself is a trivial annoyance. I dare not turn around, my back rigid against the demands of the moment, feeling the weight of anticipation pressing heavily on my shoulders."He's in the IT room, planning, sir," the man offers cautiously, like a lifeline thrown into turbulent waters. Relief floods his tone, shifiting his voice an octave lower."Good. We need it done now," Derek growls, his footfalls formidable and echoing against the walls of the now hushed canteen, which has lost all semblance of the lively chatter that once filled the air.I squeeze my eyes shut against the rising anxiety, half-expecting him to notice us—or, more precisely, me—beside the towering shadow of his son's presence. The feeling of being an intruder in this space washe
His Pretty Little Liar - The Devil’s Snare - Book 1 Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Three
BiancaWe dash across the golden sand of the beach, the salty breeze whipping through our hair as we push forward. Benji, ever the impulse of energy, scoops me up effortlessly and urges me onto his back. His laughter mingles with the sound of crashing waves as he looks freer than I've ever seen him. I wonder if this is his escape, a special place he brings himself to feel some sense of control, but I can't ask that, not with the knowledge that we are on a time limit.Together, we plunge into the tunnel's shadowy embrace, its damp walls guiding us deeper into his father's formidable domain and farther from the openness of the beach above.As we burst into the dim light, two of the men from earlier stand waiting for us, their expressions grim as they deliver unsettling news: his father is closing in faster than we had anticipated."You won't get her back to her room before you encounter him," one warns, his eyes darting nervously."Then we need a plan B," Benji replies, determination l
His Pretty Little Liar - The Devil’s Snare - Book 1 Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Two
Niko As the boat glides away from the shore, it plunges into an oppressive silence that plays tricks on my mind, amplifying every whisper of the wind and the soft lapping of waves against the hull. A wave of anticipation surges within me at the thought of reuniting with Bianca, but beneath that excitement lies a disquieting suspicion about how our subsequent encounter will unfold. Aurelio's shadow now looms large in my thoughts, and I can't shake the feeling that he is somehow entwined in this situation. The revelation that Bianca is a weapon—of the humankind—is a chilling truth that sends shivers down my spine. Its weight is almost too much to bear. If Mitchel's warnings hold any truth, then I find myself drawn into a perilous game whose rules I do not fully comprehend. Yet, oddly enough, the idea of fighting with every ounce of my being to protect Bianca doesn't daunt me; instead, it ignites a flicker of determination within me, igniting a fire I never knew burned so fiercely. A
His Pretty Little Liar - The Devil’s Snare - Book 1 Chapter One Hundred and Sixty One
Bianca"Reset?" I echo his words, overwhelmed by a surge of emotions, including anger rising to the surface like a temptress. "You can't just reset a human," I shout, snatching my hand away to create a palpable distance between us—a barrier for my turbulent thoughts.He regards me with an expression of concern, his posture shifting as he widens his stance. He leans slightly forward, as if ready to spring into action at any moment.With each cautious step backwards, I carve out the space I desperately need, the distance mirrored in his anxious gaze."Bambi," he warns softly, a hint of urgency in his voice."I just need space. I need to breathe," I insist, my words tumbling out like waves crashing against the shore. To calm my racing heart, I lower myself onto the soft, golden grains of sand, sinking my toes into the warmth the sun generously spreads beneath me. The gentle sound of the rolling waves provides a soothing backdrop, momentarily easing my turbulent thoughts."I'm sorry. I d
His Pretty Little Liar - The Devil’s Snare - Book 1 Chapter One Hundred and Sixty
Continued: I suspect the old men never truly intended to relinquish their titles. It seems they've conspired among themselves, weaving a complex scheme to return with greater strength than ever before. But if that's the case, why resort to faking their own deaths? Was that elaborate ruse simply another piece in their master plan, or was there something more sinister at play? If I'm right, the layers of deception hint at a deeper game, one where power is clung to with an iron grip, even from beyond the grave. "Aurelio was no ordinary demon; calling him a demon barely scratched the surface of his malevolence. He ruled with an iron fist, a relentless grip that allowed for no semblance of error or defiance. His edicts were equally unforgiving, crafted from a mindset that thrived on domination. Frequently, he would rattle on about "puro" this and "puro" that, an insatiable obsession with bloodlines that consumed his very being. He surrounded himself with loyal henchmen, tasked with the m
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NikoI absolutely need to get my hands on some, and I have a pretty good idea of where to find it. Besides, Mitchel owes me a favour, and it's about time he paid up.I negotiate the boat's expansive main deck, the salty breeze tousling my hair, and soon spot Jacob leaning against the railing. He's cradling a thin, rolled spliff between his fingers, the very drug I find myself craving at this moment. With a light-hearted grin, I approach him, my mood buoyed by the prospect of using him. "Care to share?" I ask, my voice cheerful, making an effort to mask the lingering edge of tension from my earlier altercation with his boss over the dire threat I had just dismissed—that Bianca might be better off dead."Here, have your own," he said, pulling out a tin that mirrored the one I kept stashed at home."Thanks," I replied, accepting it with a nod."So you decked him, huh?" His voice carried a teasing edge, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips."Oh, you caught that?" I said, realising
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