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Chapter 9; Ambush

Penulis: Josephine Ivy
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-01-13 19:18:47

MYA

AMBUSH

The sound of voices yelling outside the store made me flinch. My heart raced, pounding so loudly in my chest I was certain everyone around could hear it.

This was it, wasn’t it? They’d storm in, grab me, and drag me out like an animal. I tried to think of some way—any way—to save myself, but nothing came. Where would I even go?

I glanced toward Angelo. He stood near the entrance. The sheer contrast between his calmness and my panic made my terror feel even worse. How could he stand there, so unbothered? Didn’t he care that the entire Carson family’s guards were outside, demanding my head?

“Stay where you are,” Angelo said without looking at me, his voice low and unbelievably confident. It wasn’t a suggestion. It was a command, one that sent a shiver down my spine.

The shouting outside grew more aggressive. The words were muffled, but I caught bits and pieces—“murderer,” “justice,” “boss’s blood.” My stomach twisted. If Angelo handed me over, I’d be dead before I could plead
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