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Because every trap, every cornered heartbeat, every flash of his presence—he was reminding me that the chase was only just beginning. Dante POV The sound of the crash was sweeter than any symphony. When her car spun out, tires shrieking against the pavement, metal crunching against the tree, my pulse hit a rhythm that matched the chaos. The chase—the frantic, thrilling game—was over. But the hunt? The hunt had only just begun.

She said pointing at those thugs driving away. I took a deep breath, focusing on the world around me, and sprinted after the fleeing car. The sound of the engine roared, its tires screeching against the pavement as it sped away. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat a reminder of the urgency of the situation. I pushed my body harder, but it was no use—the car was too fast. In a blur of taillights and dust, it disappeared around the corner, leaving nothing but the faint echo of its escape in the night air.

And as if on cue, the bar that wasn't so far from here started to play my favorite song. He started to sing along with the song that was playing, it made my cheeks burn and my knees buckle. He was closing his eyes while singing the song. I always thought that the original version made me feel relaxed, but when he sang it just now. It made me feel calm, safe and relieved. “Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol.” I answered, he stopped singing and looked at me. “I guess fate really has a way of twisting things, huh?” he chuckled, I let out a small laugh.

"You’re going to turn heads tonight. I’m sorry I can’t go with you. Violetta didn’t pick me among the other escorts. I would have loved to see you in action. But I can't leave the house, remember?" “Don't worry. I understand. I’m just happy to have a friend like you.” “Awww…” Ingrid pretended to cry. She leaned in and hugged Evie. She kissed her forehead and whispered, "Remember, it’s just business. And nothing more. Okay?” Evie nodded and walked out of her bedroom. Violetta was waiting for her at the entrance of the club with the other girls and some bodyguards. A limousine was parked outside and the chauffeur stood beside the vehicle holding the door open for her.

I whispered, speed-walking down the stairs and out of the English building. “What is it? Did something happen? And why are you whispering?” “I’m whispering because I don’t want to look like a lunatic.” I said, sitting on an empty bench next to the building. “Callum, Jace freaking Adams is in my English class.” I gushed. “Chase who?” He asked. I shook my head, forgetting that he couldn’t see me. “Cal, I said Jace. Jace Adams the actor. He’s in that ridiculous action movie you love.”

Why do songs hit differently when you’re- aw, fuck. I enjoy the ride to the packhouse way more than I should, soaking up all the new car feels before I hand it back over. When I turn on Chase’s street, however, I’m not expecting it to be packed with parked cars lining either side. The last time I saw this many cars, Chase was having a… Damnit.

I am so excited to explore all the intracacies of second chance mates I alluded to in 'Chase. Do you have any guesses whose story it is?

Obsession can be a sort of toxic but I love it -Damien DAMIEN POV I looked ahead of me as I started the car. The weather was a bit chilly but I didn't mind it at all. Well we can say I have been thrown inside the refrigerator as punishment quite a few times in past. I looked from the corner of my eye to see Amy was trying to tell something to Rain and Rain was constantly nodding her head. I was trying to understand what she was trying to tell but to no avail. The only thing I am able to understand is that when she combs through her hair it means she wants her mother.

Meanwhile, inside the emergency room, Archie and Arwena were being treated, while Farah did everything she could to evade the police, who were still chasing her and Jake. "Hurry up, Farah!" Jake urged, even though Farah was already speeding. To him, it still wasn’t fast enough. Jake kept glancing at the police cars trailing behind them, panic setting in. He hadn’t expected things to spiral out of control like this. "Damn it!" Jake slapped his forehead in frustration. "What are you doing, Farah? They’re going to catch us! Drive faster!" he said frantically. "Shut up, Jake!" Farah snapped, keeping her eyes on the road.

I had gotten to the car. I brought out the key in the front pocket of my trousers and inserted it into the car, then opened it. I got in and quickly ignited the car to life before I zoomed off. The sound of the cars fading away while they went in the wrong direction brought me back to reality as I drove away to the next city, glad that my awful streak of luck hadn’t decided to run out today.