LOGINAdriano slowly lifted his boot, letting the blood drip off the leather onto the concrete as his stare swept across the rest. "Now," he whispered, a terrifying smile finally touching the corners of his lips, "Who else feels like telling me a story?" Morgan started sobbing violently. I shook my h
No, no! "I wasn't even there when they hurt the girl!" Cole yelled, "They brought her to me already bleeding! Brianna was the one who hit her in the head! She used a heavy wooden club from the garage! They carried her in here like a sack of rocks, and I was the one who washed the blood off her fac
Cole’s chest heaved, his eyes turned frantic, like a rat looking for a hole in the wall. "I know how Chicago works. You don't survive in this city by picking a fight with the Capones," he slowly shook his head, "I'm not suicidal." My stomach twisted. No. He was lying. I made a desperate sound
"Move!" Capone guards surged forward with frightening speed. Cole's men reached for their weapons but they never got the chance. One guard twisted a man's arm behind his back before he had even cleared his waistband. Another kicked a pistol across the concrete floor. Boots thundered in every dire
I looked at Cole again. He wasn't even watching us. He was checking his phone. Rage exploded inside me, "MMPH!" I lunged forward as far as the ropes allowed. "If she keeps doing that," he said calmly, "she'll reopen the wound." I wanted to claw his face apart. I wanted to scream. Instead, anoth
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ Pain. That was the first thing I felt. It was a deep, heavy ache that pulsed through the back of my head. It throbbed with every heartbeat, every breath, every tiny movement. A quiet whimper escaped me before I even opened my eyes. The world slowly came into focus. The ceiling a
Morgan slowly pushed herself up, “What if we don’t make it in time?” she whispered. “Then we keep going,” I said. Bri looked at me for a long second, “You’re stupidly insane sometimes, G...” “Yeah,” Jasmine added under her breath, “a little.” I let out a small, tired breath. “Maybe.” Then Bri
“No,” I snapped, stepping forward before I even thought about it. “You don’t get to talk about her like that.” His eyes flicked back to me, amused, “Relax,” he said lightly, “I’m just thinking out loud.” He wasn’t. We all knew he wasn’t. Morgan shook her head quickly, “I’m not going anywhere with
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ “I’m nobody’s princess,” I said but my body locked in place the second his voice settled into the room like something rotten. Cole leaned against the doorway like he owned it. His eyes dragged over me slowly, taking his time, like I was something he had already decided the price of
I sank down slowly onto the edge of the couch beside her, careful, like I might hurt her just by being too close. My fingers twisted together in my lap again, tighter this time. “It’s Cole, isn’t it?” I snapped suddenly, “He did this.” No one rushed to answer. Bri shifted in her seat with a quiet







