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He knew that there would be an occasion when he’d use them… he hadn’t seen this situation coming, but then again, Bones had been in the life long enough to know that you never fucking know. You just don’t know when fucking cancer will make you rethink every single one of your loyalties and life choices. He searched online for Satan’s Bar in Denver, took a screenshot of the landline number. He stared at it for a while, simply unable to believe that he was actually going to reach out to the Road Devils for help. He knew damn good and well that they’d tell him to fuck himself – if he didn’t have the ace in his pocket that he did. Wolf Connor and those babies… they’re my ‘get out of jail free’ c

Dante said, before an evil chuckle escaped him. Emily’s eyes flew wide and the pounding of her heart increased as dread washed down on her. He wasn’t just going to rape her, he was also going to harvest her organs. “Now stay put like a good girl, I need you out cold for this to go smoothly,” Dante said coldly, reaching inside his pocket and pulling out a little sachet of white substance. Emily could feel herself sinking deeper and deeper into the effect of the drug. Her body felt heavy and she just stared at Dante with teardrops rolling down her eyes.

After arranging the pillows as a dummy under the covers, I turned off the lights, grabbed the keys and sneaked out of the apartment. Krystal’s car was a silver colour Mercedes Benz. As the only daughter, her parents always gave her the best of everything. But that silly girl didn’t know that her brother had modified her car into a sports car from abroad before delivering it as her present. I took a turn around the corner, driving straight to Mt. Akimbo. By the time I reached the top, few racers had already begun racing.

Dante? "Drop her," Dante ordered with a chilling tone. I gasped when I felt the clipper press into my neck. "Don Spinelli, you'd go through all this trouble over a wh*re?" he sneered. "I will gut her before you even think of pulling that-" A small pop went off when Dante aimed lower and fired, causing him to let go. I squealed and jumped away, turning to see him fall, gripping his bleeding thigh in excruciating pain.

I don't know what's worse-the fear of seeing him again or the fear of what I'll feel when I do. When the door finally opens, my body betrays me again. My pulse spikes, my breath hitches, my skin prickles with heat. It's him. Dante steps inside, suit crisp, dark hair swept back, eyes gleaming like the devil himself. He doesn't even look at the mess on the rug. His gaze goes straight to me. "Good evening, doll." "Go to hell." His grin is slow, deliberate. "Still keeping me company, I see."

It rang, and rang, then I remembered he didn't like to pick up unknown numbers and just as I was about to hang up… "Who the hell is this?" His voice came through, deep, cold, and familiar. It rolled through my chest like thunder. I swallowed. "Dante." I called and there was instant silence, then a sharp inhale. "…Princess." He was the only one who ever called me that and to the rest of the world, he wasn’t Dante. He was Doom... The name whispered in fear, the shadow in every dark alley and the monster Mafia boss parents warned their kids about.

I didn’t even have time to think before the trigger clicked. A sharp sting hit me in the stomach, and my breath hitched. I staggered backward, a strange coldness spreading through my veins. I looked down, dazed, and saw a thin metal dart jutting out just above my ribs. My lips parted just as the world began tilting sideways. “A… dart?” I whispered. Then everything went black. **** “Thea! Thea, wake up!” The voice sounded muffled, like I was underwater. My eyelids felt like stone, but I managed to pry them open. Light flooded in, blinding me temporarily. I groaned and blinked until my vision finally came into focus.

He waved at me “Dell, where are the others?” “Coming I guess” He answered and walk to his car, Dell drive the latest BMW though he changes cars as well I sighed and stood waiting for the other to come so we can all go together, and then I sighted another one, I just don't get why they are all coming out from different directions, his name is Dante Dallas, he’s coming with one of the school queen bees, Dante is a black hair, tall and charming guy with the sweetest mouth ever, unlike Dell, Dante is carefree and frivolous, I guess that's why girls flock around him, anyone would fall for his green eyes which are crazily seductive, and he's the Beta's son, he drives the latest Audi. He got to me

Alessandro walked towards the torture bunker while waiting for his enforcer, Romero. He knew the man would be back very soon and the thought that he was coming with a Russian spy made his skin crawl with excitement, he had no idea how she managed to get to Romero but the game has just begun. if they thought he was capo for being this stupid then they need to think again, this man wasn’t someone they could mess with. This man is Alessandro Russo.

The two men tied to the chains, looked up from their bloodied states only to see the devil standing in front of them. "Let the fun begin," Dante smirked, stabbing the first man in the shoulder and twisting his knife a full 180 degrees. The man screamed in unbearable pain and already felt his life slipping away. Dante had dug his knife into the same spot the man was shot at. "How dare you even touch my girl?" Dante gritted every word before dragging the knife to his chest, cutting open all the skin that came in its way. "How dare you even look at her with your filthy eyes?" the man spat some blood before looking in Dante's eyes.