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He might be able to use this against me, and I'm not about to find out how. “Who is this?” I question. T smiles widely now, winking at me. Slowly, he steps back, motioning for me to come closer. To come inside the cell with me. Folding my arms over my chest, I shake my head stubbornly at him. “Come on in.” “Not happening,” I reply. “That girl,” T says smoothly. “She had so much life in her.” He spoke as if he knew her. Of course he didn't. If she is my age, then T would have been young, too, if he is around my age like I assume. He's trying to get in my head, as usual, and this time, it's working.

"I think I lost your cellphone Tink." "That's what you called me out- YOU DID WHAT?!!!" "I can explain," Blade responds quickly. "EXPLAIN? EXPLAIN? DAMN RIGHT YOU'LL EXPLAIN WHEN I BURY YOU ALIVE!" I shriek. "Okay, Ms Fiery pants," Blade cautions backing away as I rounded on him, "that's a nice offer but I think I would rather you not." "Keep talking pretty boy, while I think of where to dispose of your body," I hiss through gritted teeth.

I need you to run a trace for the Bellini's, her bank logs, dark market links, and every other thing you can find out. “Mmm… you sound tense. Sure you don't need me” she teased. His voice dropped an octave lower. “I'll not hesitate to kill you myself. Now that Dante is gone. Besides you owe the clan.” The sudden silence was deafening. “Fine, Consider it done. You’ll have what you need in two hours.” He hung up. Just as I was about to light my cigar, a little buzz came from Vince's phone. “THE LAMB BLEEDS AT DAWN!! TIK.TOK.”

Elliot was screaming with a slash mark across his chest, trembling with his back against the brick wall and crying out for help. Wait a minute, he wasn’t just crying out for help- but for someone specific. T.J. Carter’s golden eyes were trained on his prey, never letting his attention waver as he continued to decimate the blonde boy’s arm, from wrist to shoulder. I felt like I was going to be sick from the sight. I tried to stand when I felt a cold metal pressure against the back of my head and a click of a gun behind me.

By,Tamar writes 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊 ••CELL ROOMS•• At the hallways of the cellroom, Cheetah could be seen standing there making a phone call. It was the only place that had nobody around anyways "There's chaos in the clan and Godfather is not stable too. So I think this period of time is the best moment to attack, don't worry I'll take care of Viper" Cheetah said on the phone

My gaze landed on the club's name, and a giggle escaped my lips. "Tango Hearts," I said out loud, looking back at Mila. "What is that supposed to mean? "I don't know," she said. "But it sounds catchy." I rolled my eyes, picked up the mask, and put it on. The driver helped us out, and I followed Mila to the door. She showed the bouncer something, and he let us in. "What did..?" "Mate!" Willow howled excitedly in my mind, cutting me off and fighting for control.

"Of course, Mr. Sinclair. I'll make sure the message is delivered loud and clear." As the call ended, Mace leaned back in his chair, his eyes glinting with a cold determination. He had taken the first steps in the battle for the bungalow, and he was prepared to do whatever it took to secure the property that he believed was rightfully his. The threat hung in the air like a storm cloud, and Nysaa Everhart was about to face the full force of Mace Sinclair's manipulative power.

I couldn’t concentrate well enough on my work and I had things to do and I didn’t want to leave it till next week so I had to erase my thoughts on what happened earlier in the morning and I couldn’t stop thinking about how sweet and kind Jasper is. I was able to finish all I had to before I felt with Felix and while I clearing my desk and placing things in the right order, my phone rang “don’t keep me waiting” a deep voice called out on the other end of the call “I’ll be right down in five minutes” I said Minutes after the call, a colleague called out to me “Yoo Dana” “Uh you’ve got company in a red Tesla car” he said with a confused look Laughing nervously and uncomfortably I said “ I don’t

" Stefan cuts in her words just before a loud bang shot through the air followed by his painful groan. A scream tore through my throat when I watch the phone fall from his grasp and clatter to the floor, screen still lit up with the 911 dispatcher on the line. Blood smeared across it while his body slumps to the floor unconscious and unmoving. My entire body became numb. It felt like I couldn't breathe as I stare at Stefan's unmoving body. Beneath him is a pool of his own blood. A lump forms in my throat and vomit crawls up threateningly.