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Barging In

Author: Liy Lah
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-09 20:29:27

Damien's P.O.V

"This is the time for you to run... "

His eyes went wild "shit." He cussed, sprinting out immediately.

I chuckled as I watched Ryan run out of the room like a scared little cat. Of course, he was, just like his Father.

The thought of his father clouded my mind and my smile faded into a cold stare. This wasn't a time to relieve bad memories.

I pushed him out of my thoughts, grabbing my laptop and discarding the map. I had to contact Skylor and relay the recent update. We needed to also draft a good plan that could get Williams out of hiding.

I took out my phone and dialed his contact immediately.

"Second time you're calling today, aww, I'm touched, should I start planning our wedding or something?" His cocky tone sounded across the phone and I rolled my eyes.

Skylo was never a serious one....unless when he meant business.

"Get out of your head, Skylor, You should know I only call because it's business related. " I stated bluntly, scrolling past the web for anything I
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