Semua Bab Saint by Day,Sinner by Night: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Serena's POVI don't pretend to be a mind reader and have never pretended to be one, but at the same time it wouldn't take a mind reader to tell that Myles was actually triumphant as he carried me into my room.My arms were tightly wrapped around his neck as he moved, and his smell, his sweet smell kept making my mind wander off, get lost in lots of thoughts and all. Damn, which perfume was he using?!He finally approached the bed and slowly lowered me into the mattress, but as I took my hands off of him, there was that noticeable and faint sadness and regret within my mind, a very small part of my mind that felt sorry to let go of him.“Just give me a call if you need anything.” He said in what appeared to be his calmest and most assured voice.I couldn't utter a word in return. I was surprised that he, Myles Voss of all people, would ever make that offer.“I mean you're not putting much weight on that leg just yet.. I feel you shouldn't. The doctor said so, too.” He quickly replied

Serena's POVI stood frozen by the counter with my hand still pressed to my mouth as Tobias's words lashed out venomously.“You don’t get to talk to me that way, boy.” Tobias snarled with his wrinkled face twisting with venom. “You might lead the Hellfangs now, but don’t forget who paved the way for you. Who built this empire before you could even hold a gun?” He stepped closer with his chest heaving with barely contained fury. “You’re nothing compared to me. Just a footnote beneath my boot.”Myles didn’t flinch. Instead, I heard a low and dangerous growl rumbled from his throat. “Do it again,” he dared with his voice so cold it made me shiver in terror. “I dare you.”Tobias blinked rapidly, clearly taken aback. For a man like him, who was used to absolute obedience, this was a shock. His lips immediately curled into a sneer. “You’ve grown arrogant.”He raised his hand again, but this time, Myles moved faster. His fingers clamped around Tobias’ wrist mid-air, stopping the slap befor

Myles's POVTrust girls for asking random questions out of the blue. Serena's question caught me off guard, and I winced as if a cold blade had been embedded deeply into my heart. My foot suddenly came down hard on the brakes, and we stopped right there in the middle of the road.The car behind me was about to collide with mine, but my quick thinking and sharp reflexes saved the day. I immediately started the car again and veered out of the way and into the curb close by, avoiding an accident just barely.“Fuck you, you asshole!”The frustrated driver yelled with his middle finger extended as he drove past us. Okay, maybe I deserved that one.“Really?” Serena asked in surprise. I could see her chest rising and falling from the sudden shock that came with my actions.“My apologies,” I muttered shamefully.“Did the car malfunction or something?” She asked with a frown creasing her features as she looked at me. She knew the answer already. I was sure she knew that was a reaction to her

Myles's POVThe moment my eyes snapped open, I knew I was in trouble. Someone was right there at the car window shining a light at me, but the very first thing I registered when I opened my eyes was the darkness. I had overslept. I hit the button and watched as the glass went down.“You know it's late, right?” The voice came from outside, probably a park security personnel. “You really should… wait.. Mr Voss?”I noted the surprise in his voice the moment that he recognized who I was.“Holy shit! It's really you. It's Myles Voss!” He clicked his blinding flashlight off, and I was glad he did.I wasn't a celebrity or a politician or anything of that nature, but my work had made me pretty much a local celebrity.“Sorry, Sir, I really didn't know it was you.” He apologized rather hastily as if he'd done something wrong. “My.. my.. Brother almost lost his house, but you swooped in at the last minute and got it back for him! You did all of that without charging a dime! He wouldn't have been

Myles's POV“I don't know, but I really don't like the sound of this,” I muttered and then turned to Knox. “What do you think about this?”He thought for a while before speaking up.“Well, I feel we should go for it.” He replied simply. “I mean, the ghost has the upper hand on us as it is. For weeks now, he's been slowly chirping at us and gaining the high ground. If we've got an opportunity to hurt him back as much as he's hurt us, I believe we shouldn't pass on that opportunity.”I listened for a while before turning to the other men. “Does anyone else think differently about this?” I asked, but the rest of the men shook their heads dismissively. “Alright then.” I turned to Dean. “Which dock exactly did your Intel specify?”Dean’s smirk widened as if he had been waiting for this moment all along. Without hesitation, he unfolded a detailed map of the docks across the table, with his fingers immediately tracing over the marked locations with precision."Easy peasy," he said, and you