Chapter 13 - Cheyne

The sight of Zea and Ethan walking together, her hand wrapped possessively around his arm, made Yohan sick.

“You two can walk off into the fuckin' sunset for all I care.”

A thunderous car engine shattered the road's silence, forcing Yohan's quick glance.

A sleek candy red Maserati sliced through the street, veering right toward him. And he couldn't help but exhale sharply as he saw the person at the wheel. The window slowly rolled down, revealing a smirking guy chewing on his gum.

"Look who we have here?"

The guy slicked his pulled-back hair and his wicked eyes sparked beneath the streetlights.

Passersby glanced at them. Apart from the badass car he rolled up in, the guy himself was way more badass. Handsome but with a menacing aura. His presence was strong and rebellious. Ready to throw down.

"And what's a ‘Yohan Gan’ doing in my turf?" he asked with a smug grin, like he owned the damn block.

Yohan shot him a piercing glare, then grinned.

"Since when did you own this territory?"

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