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And I was going back. I wiped my eyes with the back of my hands and forced myself up off the counter. I had to be strong. Papa wouldn’t want this. I packed enough for a couple days and before I knew it, I was getting off a plane and walking down the runway in a trance. It all went by in a hazy blur. I didn’t remember leaving my apartment, let alone getting on a plane, but here I was, just outside the airport. I hailed a cab and told the driver where I was going. He chuckled and raised a bushy black eyebrow. “Blackwater, eh? I don’t think I’ve ever been,” he leaned closer to the rear view mirror and lowered his voice. “I’ve heard rumors about the people there.” I perked up. “Really?” I was cu

He slid up to pick up. He heard a laughing sound and his hands clenched into fists. His blood was boiling hearing his laughing sound. "How was the surprise, Mr. Black?" He again laughed. "I offered a deal and you didn't accept and the result is in front of you," He again laughed wickedly. Austin was gritting his teeth and slammed the wall leaving bloodstains on the wall. "The bullet was for you, but your clever wife took it for you, and saved you," He sighed as he missed the target.

he comforted her. It felt like years just waiting there impatiently until finally, a doctor came out. Seeing the doctor Eyshana stood up and rushed towards him in desperation. "H-how...how are they?" she stuttered. "Mr. Black is doing just fine, the bullet did hit his shoulder but luckily it wasn't too deep so make sure he gets a lot of rest" the doctor informed but Eyshana wasn't at relief yet.

Pathetic! First I shot his right leg making him scream. The scream was like music to my ears. Next I moved to his left leg. Then his right arm, then left arm, his abdomen and finally I pointed it own his forehead. "Good bye.", I stated before inserting a bullet right in the middle of his forehead. "No one messes with Damien Black's family.", I stated while turning around and all my four men furiously nodded their head.

Bullet shook his head in disappointment. “Why? To make me do embarrassing stuff?” Dakota knew him so well. “Well, there’s that. But there’s another thing.” “Fine, dare.” The gang boss thought that she could punish him later anyway if he was really going to make her do something that would embarrass her in front of the blonde. “Lend your ownership of the revolver that you got from Mathias to me,” Bullet shamelessly said almost quickly. Even though Olivia did not know who Mathias was, she was amused at the dare that he gave her as she realized that was how close friends in the crime world make dares to each other.

And standing over him in a perfectly tailored black suit, cool as midnight sin, was a man, tall, well built and handsome. He tilted his head slightly. He'd heard the glass break, but he didn't see me. I pressed my trembling hand on my mouth, as I hid behind a vast flower, my black dress blending with the darkness. "Oh my God. I'm a witness to murder,” I whispered, as a chill ran down my spine. It's been a week, and I've almost convinced myself it was a dream. The steam from the espresso machine hissed, as the bell on the door of the coffee shop jingled constantly. My hands were constantly moving, wiping the counter, taking orders.

He immediately turned on his heel, practically sprinting out of the office to get back to the tech hub. As the door clicked shut behind him, the room plunged back into an eerie, violent quiet. The Blackwood pack was no longer just preparing to defend themselves against a political overreach. They were preparing to eradicate a cult that had infected their bloodline for thirty years.

The space was small, and once they were inside, there was no room left for me. I moved from cover to cover alone as gunfire swept across the street. Then a stray bullet tore toward me. I shut my eyes, muttering, "This is where it ends." Something slammed into me and threw me sideways. When I opened my eyes, Stefan stood between me and the source of the shot. The bullet had struck his abdomen. Blood soaked through his shirt and ran over his hands. I caught him before he could fall, and I could not stop crying. He lifted a hand and wiped my tears.

“Zara, this is Blackthorn. Everyone knows everything.” That wasn’t comforting. “At least tell me where you’re going,” she added. I hesitated. Then... “The Forbidden Club.” Silence. The kind that made my stomach tighten. Avery’s expression changed completely. “Wait,” she said slowly. “You’re serious?” “Why?” I asked. “What is it?” She stared at me for a second longer. Then laughed. “You have no idea what you just got yourself into.” My chest tightened. “Then tell me.”

It should be illegal to look this nerve wrecking. The first three buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a patch of clear slightly tanned skin. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, showing off the prominent veins that ran up his back hand. I felt the breath hitch in my wind pipes as our eyes met, his mesmerizing green stare made my cheeks flush and my knees go weak, it was like I was paralyzed as I stood there while his eyes still roamed me. "I don't think I've introduced myself. Damon Blackwood" his husky voice made my heart rate pick up. A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in.