-Nickolas' POV-It's been a couple of weeks since that day. The day Dominic went missing.That morning, the lads and I had woken up with hangovers and no idea where we were. There were blankets and alcohol bottles lying around us everywhere. It was safe to say that although we weren't at the party we went to, it seemed we had brought the party back to wherever we were. Eventually, after looking around some more, we confirmed that the house was Dominic's with the training room being our biggest clue.After everyone had fully got up, went to the bathroom, and cleaned up a little, we went into the kitchen looking for medication and was surprised to find a drawer full of medication which was highly convenient
-Dominic's POV-It's been three weeks now since I've left and made it to London. My true home. From what I could tell, my legs were pretty much fully recovered, and I was that little bit freer.I had been staying at my biological parents' home ever since I left America. The only reason I knew where it was was that Nick had once told me that he bought the house as soon as he could in order to preserve the little we had of our biological parents.I was in a place that felt so weird to me. I was stood in a place I knew so little about whereas in America I knew everything, but I liked it this way. It was like a new opponent and I was ready to fight.23:00I put my mask on, wrapped my han
-Nickolas' POV-It's been almost four weeks now since my sister's gone missing. It bothers me at every point of the day but that's not all. Planning for our encounter with the Scorpions gang has become a pain too.I spent hours planning with my gang members from all over the world. Getting weapons from Texas, tracking from London, defence gear from Australia, and so on. The actual planning, I had done most of with the guys here but without that extra person we're won't have the advantage and the fight is harder. The Scorpions were a strategy-based gang whereas we were more weapons-based, it was a bad combo and we needed as much help as we could get.That's why I was so desperate to get The Mysterious Demo
-Dominic's POV-It's become a routine now to come to this pub every night. I go into the street fighter's section and warm-up, comfortable in my surroundings now as is everyone else with me being here.Destroyer meets me soon after. I've come to find out his real name is Steven and he's pretty open about himself. The opposite of me. This is proven through his nightly questioning session he likes to do. Asking me how old I am, where I was born, where I live and many others which I quickly answer with an, 'I ain't telling you' but this time when he asked, "What's your name?" I stopped at my 100th push-up and stood to face him which made his face turn into a hopeful one.I smirked and answered, "Secter
-Nickolas' POV-I had told Dominic that morning that I wanted to take her somewhere before we left for America. It was somewhere I had wanted to show her ever since I found out she was in London.I didn't know if showing her this at this point in time was right or wrong, but I felt she deserved to see this. It was important to both of us and in some way, I had hoped that it would be a step towards a better relationship between us.I had blinded Dominic before bringing her out here, but she was good at reading my facial expression as I did. She knew this wasn't going to be enjoyable.The drive there was silent. Mostly because I was nervous, and she could feel that. When we reached the destinatio
-Dominic's POV (a month prior)-I woke up and the first thing that I thought was 'ow' as pain shot up my body. My legs were killing me.Even as I tried getting up from bed carefully, I ended up collapsing and falling onto the floor because my legs still couldn't support me properly. So, I grabbed my desk-side heaved myself up before leaned on the wall whilst slowly walking to the bathroom, knowing that I'd probably have to get used to that happening in the morning now.When I got to the bathroom, I looked in the mirror and cringed at my reflection. I have bruises all over and a huge gash on my cheek. I didn't enjoy putting makeup on but with my face looking like this and the fact that I won't be fighting
-Nickolas' POV-As Dominic and I came out of the airport I looked around and then looked back at my phone, texting the lads to check where they were but was cut off by someone calling, "Nick!" My head shot up and I smiled towards my four guys who were walking towards me. We greeted each other with hugs and handshakes before we started talking."So, what happened?" Jason asked, and I grinned at him before replying,"It went well, I got her back and she agre
-Blake's POV-My eyes were fixed on one figure that night. I had missed her beyond anything I had ever felt before but...my fear held me back. Instead of going up to her, instead of talking to her, instead of fixing the things between us, I've been giving her the cold shoulder since she's come back. I've been ignoring her even though I want nothing more than to hold her.I downed another shot and kept watching her from afar when I suddenly see Jake walk up to her drunk as hell. I furrowed my eyebrows when he held onto her waist and brought his face dangerously close to hers. What the hell was he doing? My blood boiled in anger and betrayal and I wanted to go up to them and rip him off of her, but I knew I had no rig
-Nickolas' POV-The plan was prepared and explained to my members, now the only thing left to do was to put it into action. I knew it was dangerous to put this new team into a fight without some training first though so that was exactly what I was going to do.I had called everyone into the main room of my apartment and had started calling out everyone's positions, more so Dominic knew a bit more about the gang she was now in. "First off, Zack and Blake are our weapon guys for this division, it's their speciality. Jason is our kill off. Kind of like an assassin, he'll do the individual tasks that don't require the whole group. He prefers to work alone and does it well. Dominic, you and Jake are our hand to hand comb