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Chapter 4

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GUTEMBERG

I slide the gate bolt slowly, checking over my shoulder to see if any lights have come on since I locked the front door, when I realize they haven't, I let out a sigh of relief and look down. I stare at my bare, dirty feet, then scenes from last night explode inside my head and the smell of blood hits me.

The blood is stuck to my clothes and skin, a clear note of what I've done.

In my right hand, my phone vibrates non-stop.

I crush the urge to answer the call and throw the device away, it hits the wall and falls to the floor.

My parents have an important place in society, a place inherited from my father's family, a place my mother will never relinquish, a position I have never had the option of denying. To all the important people in San Diego, I am Gutemberg Ramsey, a promising lawyer with a penchant for dangerous sports, fast romances and a born activist. To the underprivileged part of West City, a place we call the Hill, I'm the right-hand man of the local drug dealer.

Midnight, like me, had no intention of entering the criminal underworld.

As it happens, everything changed when Blake died, his half-brother on his father's side and the former head of the Colina drug trade. He had just found out about his brother when he was brutally murdered in front of us. Midnight and I watched his last breaths like the two scared kids we were until reality hit.

A man had been murdered in front of us! I panicked even with all the weed I'd smoked.

He said I could leave, it wasn't my fight and I didn't have to keep my promise.

But he was my childhood friend, his mother had just died of cancer and I couldn't leave him alone.

We both did what needed to be done, we buried his brother in a junkyard and he took over the leadership of the Hill. At first, neither of us knew what to do, Blake's men were loyal and didn't take well to the excuse we'd created, but Timmy helped us, for some reason Blake told him about his younger brother and he managed to convince the others of our story.

If he suspects his boss is dead, he doesn't let on. But I know it's only a matter of time before the story hits the fan and comes back to bite us.

I close my eyes for a second and feel the night breeze.

"Are you hurt?" The question catches me off guard, especially since the person responsible for it should be on the other side of town, not here. I open my eyes slowly and look at Midnight, a quick assessment and I see that he's not much better than me in terms of appearance. His hair is greasy, stuck to his forehead, his face contains so many scratches and bruises that I hardly recognize him, then there are his clothes, the blue blouse is practically covered in blood.

"What happened?" I say, looking around. He shouldn't be here, it wasn't part of the plan.

"Sanches is dead, Timmy is hurt and I'm not in the mood to talk. Get in the car.

"What do you mean Sanches is dead? The guy's an animal, the strongest man you've got."

He closes his eyes, his upper lip quivers.

"He was. He was the strongest man I had. Now, stop talking and get in the car."

I stare at him for a second longer, until I decide it's not a prank and run to pick up my broken cell phone from the ground and climb into the car.

The road is governed by a suffocating, stinking silence.

The man next to me is lost in his own head, reliving scenes I'm not sure I want to hear. He's not Huxley now, my childhood friend, he's Midnight through and through. Dark and cold. I've already drawn my line and I don't want to go any further, pushing for answers and details, even though nights like this will be in my future and I can't help it.

Contrary to what I imagined, we didn't go straight back to the house on the hill, but to his grandmother's old house and all I can imagine is the worst.

"Hey." I call out as he turns off the car, grabbing his arm. What are we doing here?" I press, checking the surroundings. He takes a little longer than usual, but eventually reveals that he left Timmy here. "What if someone sees you?

"So what? This is my house, Phantom. Nobody knows about my connection with the drug trade."

Snort.

"No, but we don't know if anyone saw us that night." He pulls his arm out of my grip and stares at me with half-closed eyes.

"I grew up in this neighbourhood, I played with these people's children and grandchildren, so even though some didn't think I was worthy enough to share the sidewalk because I was adopted, no one's going to lift a finger and say I'm the head of an organization now. Everyone thinks I've spent the last few years traveling the world, not on the dirty, poor side of town."

"You put a lot of faith in these people."

"The bet of it, my friend. I lost faith a long time ago."

I stare at his back as he gets out of the car and disappears into the darkness, until I see him jump over the wall. I roll my eyes.

Bastard.

He was smart enough to park at the back of the house, where few or no neighbors can catch us, but my intuition tells me to stay alert.

"Shit." I mutter before getting out of the car and taking the same route.

I leap over the wall with ease, landing in the vast garden. I take a brief look at the rose bed that used to adorn almost the entire wall from the inside and smile when I realize that, despite all the time, my friend has paid someone to look after the place.

I pull my cell phone out of my pocket, starting to regret hitting the wall, and try to get the little shit to work. The screen is ruined with dark spots and cracks.

When I realize there's no use for the phone anymore, I walk up to the house, which is actually a two-storey mansion, and look around, recalling the memory of the place. The entrance has two columns and the architecture is reminiscent of buildings in Ancient Greece.

I take a step inside, and Timmy's shout stops me in my tracks.

Damn.

When Midnight said he was wounded, I expected a bullet hole in his legs or arms, but this kind of scream sounds like something bigger and more painful.

"Get the fuck in!" Midnight shouts and grabs me by the shirt inside, slamming the door behind me hard. My eyes go from him to the bloodied man on the sofa.

"He doesn't look well," I say and then regret it, realizing how pale he is. "We need to call the doctor," I add a second later, walking over to kneel in front of Timmy and lifting up his shirt to check the wound. It looks bad. Very ugly.

"Really? And say what? Look, I need you to come to my house and sew up my friend's bullet wound? Don't be an idiot, Gutemberg." Midnight explodes, throwing daggers at me with her eyes. I clench my fists and lunge at him.

"What did you call me?" I push his chest back.

"You heard me! All you do is complain and whine like a child ever since you joined the organization, living your double life as if there were no consequences. But you know what? I gave you a choice, so you have to deal with the consequences!" he snarls every word, apparently it was all stored up and eating him up inside.

I clap my hands, looking as mad as he does.

"I did all this for you, you ungrateful bastard! You were my best friend and you needed me."

"No, you're not going to blame me so easily. All you ever wanted was an excuse not to follow in your father's footsteps, so you followed me when you realized that the only way to escape your programmed little life was to become an outlaw!

" And you just accepted the legacy of a brother you barely knew out of love? Give me a break, Huxley. You're as selfish as I am. Your excuse of avenging your dead brother is just to disguise your lust for blood and destruction, you sick bastard." I'm sure I pressed the wrong key as soon as the last word came out of my mouth, especially since I promised never to talk about your psychotic tendencies. However, we are interrupted by Timmy, who collapses on the floor trying to get up.

"Shit. " Midnight mutters, rushing to Timmy's aid.

"Is Blake dead?" Midnight and I lock in place, both kneeling beside the bloodied body of our companion. Our gazes meet, and then I face Timmy, nodding in confirmation. He curses and curses, but allows us to help him back onto the sofa. "Let's find a doctor," I say.

"I'll call Darius." Midnight, he mutters, taking his cell phone out of his pocket and walking away towards the kitchen. His posture is tense as he types on his cell phone, but this is our best option. Until three months ago, we had a doctor we could trust, but he was killed during a poorly organized raid, and we haven't found a new replacement. Darius was the doctor who looked after

I bet he thinks so, maybe I should tell him about your meetings with the professor then? Tarnish the pure image he has of his little untouchable princess, but what would I get out of it?

I shrug in place.

"Promise you won't go after her."

No.

"What are you talking about, man?"

"Promise me that if I die, you won't go near her again."

I frown.

He can't be serious.

"Please, Ghost. You owe me."

I close my eyes.

Damn it.

"All right, if you die, I'll let your little princess go."

Don't fucking die!

Twenty minutes later, Dr. Darius arrives and manages to stop Timmy's bleeding and remove the bullet, but we need to get him to the hospital because of the amount of blood he's lost. Midnight pays a small fortune for the whole bullet thing to be ignored, and no staff member looks in our direction twice, just as I decide I've pushed my luck enough, I hear a nurse speak my father's name and I have to stop to threaten her. Fortunately, all goes well.

Except for the nurse, of course.

She's sure to resign and move to another country, maybe another continent, just to get away from me.

When I get home, I take a quick shower and make myself a sandwich.

Without a cell phone, I surrender to my laptop and access Davina's social network. I call her to chat as soon as she's online, but for her I'm not Gutemberg or Fantasma, just Sissy.

A nice, introverted girl.

The ideal fake to fool foolish girls.

"Well, let's see what you got up to today, little mouse," I say to myself, typing the question I've been dying to know all night.

"Have you finally given in to your teacher?"

Send.

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  • Bound by vengeance   Chapter 5

    DAVINAThe blanket I chose earlier today, the same one I've been using since I was thirteen and welcomed as a favorite after Grandma confessed that she sewed it herself, barely covers the bed, leaving a third of the mattress exposed. The thing is, I refuse to change the blanket and get a new one.Even with the bedroom door locked, I can hear my parents arguing, every day they find a new reason to fight, even if the reason is something silly like leaving the orange peel in the sink. It's nonsense, we all know that Mom blames Dad for Pryia's departure. Another piece of nonsense. My sister has always hated this place and was going to leave sooner or later, it just happened to be soon enough to drive Mom crazy.I throw myself back on the bed, drowning among the lined pillows. My sister used to tease me about this as a child, pointing out how strange I was for having so many pillows around me that there was no room left for me on the mattress.The memory makes me look away, at her empty, t

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  • Bound by vengeance   Chapter 6

    DAVINA'' Mrs. Carter? One minute, please.''I freeze in place, my breathing wavering when I hear his footsteps behind me.He shouldn't be talking to me here, not when we're alone. Someone might notice.'' What? '' I ask, but my voice is so low and hoarse that it's more like a grunt.Tom looks around before closing the distance between us, then when he's sure there's no one near, his fingers touch my cheek and lips.'' I missed you this weekend." His tone is sweet, so sweet that I want to smile, but I can't. He and I aren't going to happen anymore. It's not going to happen anymore.'' And your fiancée? '' a wrinkle appears between his eyebrows and his body tenses, but all he does is shake his head. I still hoped he would deny it.'' I don't love her.'''' She's expecting you, baby. '' I accuse, pulling away from his touch.'' Yes, she set me up. I'm going to marry her just to give my daughter a family. ''I wrinkle my nose.'' Fine, then go back to her and stay away from me.'''' No,

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  • Bound by vengeance   Chapter 7

    GUTEMBERGMy eyes flick towards Timmy and I focus on the tattoo on his neck, it's just a number, an eight, but he's never explained the meaning to anyone. The two of us are having yet another argument over it, his little protégé and my newest obsession.If he only knew what I know about his little darling."You're the one who keeps talking about her. "I reply, and his jaw clenches. He's one step away from hitting me in the face, the only thing stopping him is his weakened state.I was having fun with our little debate until he started talking about my other name, not the real one, the one no one here should hear."Shut the fuck up! There is no Phantom here, only Gutemberg." Remember that, no one can know about my other life.I'm sure he can see that he's crossed a line, but there will be no apologies. I can see in his eyes that he will do anything to get me away from Davina, including blackmailing me. Likewise, I need to think about all my future steps from here. I still want to make

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  • Bound by vengeance   Chapter 8

    DAVINA I shouldn't drink. At least, I shouldn't drink anything alcoholic before I was the right age. The thing is, I needed a drink. A lot. The conversation I had with Timmy three days ago in hospital both terrified me and created a certain hope, which is crazy, since he made me promise to stay away from Gutemberg Ramsey under threat, yes, Gutemberg Ramsey, I say his full name because he's not there, in fact, I've repeated his name countless times since I found out, and I don't intend to stop. He could also be a Ghost, considering I'd never seen him before that day in the hospital, and I've never been so scared in someone's presence. Scared and on all fours. I nearly had a heart attack when he opened the bedroom door and I fell to my knees on the floor in the most humiliating position. Urgh. Unbelievable. I rest my eyes on the three blinking dots on the cell phone Sissy has been typing on since I told her about my sister's ex leading a double life. I wasn't sure I was going to t

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  • Bound by vengeance   Chapter 9

    DAVINA I'm so immersed in the conversation with Sissy that I only notice the confusion around me when it's too late. My mom yells at my dad, defending Pryia and blaming him, again, the chaotic news is that he responds with the same intensity. I almost reach for my headphones before she sends him away from the house screaming.In an instant, I jump out of bed and hurry into the living room to avoid a bigger disaster.I'm also reaching my limit with them, it's like my parents have been replaced by beings from another planet. Before Priya left, I don't remember witnessing fights between them, in fact, they barely communicated beyond what was necessary. I think their marriage wasn't going well and my sister's sudden departure was the trigger."What are you doing?" All the neighbors will hear it!"Stay out of it, Davina. My father grumbled, looking disoriented. As I approached him, I realized why. He was drunk, something that was becoming more and more frequent."Your father lost all

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  • Bound by vengeance   Chapter 10

    GUTEMBERGI ran my finger down the page of the book one last time, memorizing the final sentence and reflecting on it for a second before saying goodbye to the story.If anyone asks me, I don't like books. A lie I've invented and reinvented several times to erase the memory of an altruistic and loving mother who no longer exists. For the gossip sites, I'm the stripped-down and adventurous heir. For the members and brothers of the faction I'm part of, I'm the shadow, the blade, the Ghost. Most of them don't know where I came from or what my real role is, but they all look for me.But in my room, I'm a lover of contemporary novels. It all started with biographies, then adventure and mystery books, then somehow I stumbled across novels.I rest my head on the pillow and retrieve my cell phone from between the sheets. As soon as it lights up, Midnight's name appears. He wants me to go back to the Hill and deal with his new pet, Aaron Taylor. I say a huge no, because I'm not a bloody babysit

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  • Bound by vengeance   Chapter 11

    DAVINAThe square was deserted. Not even the sound of a breeze dared to break the silence. The yellowish lights of the streetlamps cast long, restless shadows, distorting the outline of the benches and sparse trees. My heart beat like a muffled storm. I looked at him with hatred. Ghost. That nickname came to mind as naturally as the contempt I felt. If Gutemberg had disappeared with my sister, then now I would disappear with his peace.I crouched down, clutching the shard of glass I'd found on the ground earlier. Just one blow to the rearview mirror... that's all, I kept repeating in my head. The thought of destroying something of his ignited a dark rage that I tried to control.But before I could act, I heard the familiar sound of a car door opening. It descended slowly, as if waiting for something. His silhouette stood out against the streetlamp, tall and calm. He always seemed to be in control, always one step ahead, as if I were the rebellious girl he could ignore. This irritated m

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  • Bound by vengeance   Chapter 12

    DAVINAThe room was dark, and it took a while for my eyes to identify where I was. It was only in the dim light coming from the open window, through which lightning occasionally illuminated the space, that I identified Timmy's room. The simple decoration, without much identity, with only a banner on the wall of some strange horror movie, was different from his children's room, which was decorated by walls with hearts and children's drawings, since he shared the space with his younger sister. I looked at the clock on the bedside table, realizing that I had only slept for forty minutes. The shirt he'd given me was wrapped around my waist, and I was also wearing one of his underpants, a purchase I'd made myself from one of his drawers. I pulled the soft fabric of his shirt up to my nose and the smell of him invaded me. It was a comforting sensation, but also a dangerous one. I looked at myself in the bedroom mirror for a moment, my still damp hair falling around my shoulders, and sighed.

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  • Bound by vengeance   Chapter 55

    DAVINAI was trying to keep my composure, but the way Gutemberg was looking at me was getting on my nerves. It was that look that said he knew something I didn’t. Something he was keeping from me, and that irritated me even more. So when he finally opened his mouth, I already knew something bad was coming.“What?” he asked, with that mocking tone that made my patience evaporate. “Do you think Midnight is going to invite you for afternoon tea if you keep bringing him cake?”My eyebrows shot up, and I stared at him like he had lost his mind.“What are you talking about?” I spat, crossing my arms.He shrugged, that crooked smile playing on his lips, but his eyes seemed… upset? No. That was impossible. Gutemberg didn’t get u

  • Bound by vengeance   Chapter 55

    DAVINAThe clock seemed to mock my lack of patience. The last lesson of the day always dragged on, but today, every second seemed like an eternity. It wasn't the teacher's fault, he did his best to keep us interested, but the persistent feeling of being watched took my focus away.Especially as I knew where the stares were coming from.Tom.I pretended not to notice, but his stares were obvious, even if he tried to be discreet. Every time he thought I wasn't looking, there he was, staring. Before, it would have made me blush. Today, it just made the blood boil in my veins.He had the audacity to stare at me like that while still reposting happy photos with his pregnant fiancée on social media. “Our family is growing,” read the caption on her latest post.I breathed a sigh of relief when the bell rang, ending the lesson. Finally. I gathered my things in a hurry, sensing that he would try to talk to me again. He's been trying all week. Two weeks ago, when he came with his mask of sympat

  • Bound by vengeance   Chapter 54

    DAVINA"You shouldn't be here!" Gutemberg spoke, his jaw locked and his voice deadly, the kind of tone that makes the back of your neck shiver.I blinked, completely bewildered. I hadn't seen him for a month, and now he was standing there, on Midnight's doorstep, looking more sullen and menacing than ever."I...," the words just disappeared from my mouth. "I just... brought a cake."Great, Davina. That'll definitely make things less awkward.Gutemberg arched an eyebrow, but before he could say anything, Midnight appeared behind him, as if to summon him with a thought."You brought it," he said, pushing Gutemberg aside nonchalantly. His half-lidded eyes ran over me, from the cake in my hands to my face. It was almost as if he was too lazy to deal with me but still curious enough not to dismiss me."Is that strawberry in there?" Midnight asked, pointing with his chin at the cake.I shook my head quickly, holding the cake tighter."No. It's chocolate with nuts."But I should have added s

  • Bound by vengeance   Chapter 53

    DAVINAThe smell of forgotten clothes and a light, aged floral perfume hung in the air. My mother was in bed, motionless, as if time had stopped for her. Her eyes were open but empty, fixed on the ceiling. The room was plunged into darkness. The thick curtains blocked out the sunlight that insistently tried to come through the windows."Mom..." My voice sounded softer than I had intended, almost like a plea. I entered the room carefully, like someone invading a broken shrine. It's been a month. Thirty long, suffocating days since we lost Dad.She didn't answer. She didn't even blink.I approached the bed, leaning over to meet her gaze."I know it hurts, but... I'm here too, Mom. I need you." My eyes began to sting, but I held back the tears. Someone had to be strong.Again, silence.I sighed, running my hand over my face. Every day, the hope of bringing her back seemed to diminish. It was as if Dad's death had taken her soul with it, leaving only her body behind. I turned to the small

  • Bound by vengeance   Chapter 52

    DAVINAWe were on the bed, facing each other. Timmy was leaning on his hands, one on either side of me, as if he didn't want to invade my space, but couldn't move away.Good.I didn't want him to move away.His breathing was slow but heavy, and his eyes wouldn't leave mine. I could say the same about myself, but it wasn't true; my breathing was frantic, as was my pulse.He lowered his head, bringing his face close to mine. His eyes roamed over my face as if he wanted to memorize every detail. Then, without warning, he kissed my forehead, then down to my collarbone, his lips warm against my skin. My whole body reacted to that touch, a shiver running down my spine, then my arms, legs, fingertips.Little shocks."You're so beautiful," he whispered, the husky, deep sound of his voice making me close my eyes for a moment. "And I love your perfume."I opened my eyes and looked at him, smiling a little."It's moisturizing." His eyes were squeezed shut, like when you wake up and can't cope wi

  • Bound by vengeance   Chapter 51

    DAVINATimmy was kissing me with a fervor I had never imagined he was capable of, and, in a matter of seconds, he took my tongue, stole my breath, and everything around him disappeared.My monster.That's what he said, isn't it? That he was my monster. The only one I could ever have.But what did that mean? My best friend didn't ask permission, there was no room for any hesitation. He simply took, demanded and stole what he wanted, as if he were consuming me, and I didn't want to resist that wave of intensity. His fingers touched all the right places, making me lose track of what was real and what was repressed desire. Something inside me wanted him not to stop.His hands squeezed my waist even tighter, holding me prisoner in a relentless kiss where he took more than I was ready to give. And when he finally pulled away, his breath still hot against my skin, his eyes were filled with an insane possessiveness, as if he had finally taken something that rightfully belonged to him.And, i

  • Bound by vengeance   Chapter 50

    DAVINAMidnight opened the door and, before I could ask another question or try to understand what was going on, he was already leaving. The door closed behind him with a soft click, and silence overtook the kitchen.I stood there in the same spot, trying to process everything that had happened. I still didn't know what he really wanted, but what he had just suggested seemed ridiculous, even absurd. Cake? He couldn't be serious. But there was something in his tone, something in the way he spoke that made me feel that he really wasn't joking.I looked down at my hands, my fingers still trembling slightly, as if I could touch what he had just left behind. He gave me a task, something to do, but at the same time he treated me as if he were... controlling me. I didn't know what to think, and every second that passed made me feel more lost. What the hell did he want?The knock on the door made me jump, still lost in the thoughts that were piling up in my head. Is he back? I tried not to fo

  • Bound by vengeance   Chapter 49

    DAVINAMy anger was about to consume me completely, and he was doing it to me. He was doing it while his expression remained calm, while his breathing was unchanged. How could he? My teeth were clenched, my heart pounding, the urge to put my hands on his thick neck and squeeze until he couldn't breathe anymore growing. His every word sounded like an insult."You have no right!" I shouted, my voice shaking with anger. "You can't make Gutemberg give up!"He looked at me, smiling slightly, but his gaze was serious, impassive."Why?" he asked, arching an eyebrow, as if trying to understand my resistance. As if it were a game, something easy to solve.Those words exploded in my mind before I could control them:"Because he owes me!" My voice came out firm, but my anger didn't subside.Midnight kept his gaze fixed on me, but didn't respond immediately. Instead, he let out a sigh, as if he were sharing a weight he'd been carrying for a while."That's not true, is it?" His voice became lower,

  • Bound by vengeance   Chapter 48

    DAVINAThe smell of chocolate still hung in the air as I looked at the cake on the counter. The syrup ran smoothly down the sides, forming a sweet puddle on the plate. It was an attempt to make the day less heavy, but not even the taste of the cake could dispel the cloud of tension that surrounded me. The muffled sound of footsteps in the hallway made my heart race. I glanced at my mother's bedroom door, as if I could guarantee her safety with just one look.She's asleep, I thought. She's taken enough of a tranquilizer to make her sleep until tomorrow night.The knock on the door froze me. Three firm knocks, spaced apart.It's late, who would come here?My first thought was KJ. He wouldn't hesitate to show up at my house, not after what he'd done to my father. The man had the gall to go to the funeral, a cold smile on his face, as if we were pawns in a game he controlled. But what does he want now?I swallowed and reached fo

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