“But…” “Nadia, sweetheart,” Naomi murmurs, giving me a gentle tug. “I think now isn’t the time. Everyone’s emotions are running rampant. I think we should take some time to clear our heads so that we can speak rationally.” “I am rational,” Rosco snaps, beginning to lead his bitch back into her roo
[Denali’s POV]I remain silent as Rosco leads me back to my bed and then gently coaxes me into it. Given his current mood, all I want to do is comfort him, but I’m not quite sure how. I wasn’t used to things like this, and I couldn’t stop the self-doubt that was beginning to arise. If I did attempt
[Nadia’s POV]“Why are you doing this?”The question leaves Ben, the leader of the bounty hunters that I hired,'s lips while I examine my nails. I didn’t understand why he was even asking this since all he needed to worry about was doing what I said.“That’s my business,” I shrug, getting up and giv
[Rosco’s POV]I hang up the phone after giving the police my father’s number. For now, he could handle things with Charlie. Once I’m finished, I stare at the message that contains Denali’s photo. Someone has a fucking death wish, and if they want to fight me, then they can. I was more than willing t
“Are you ready for the festivities?”Festivities? What fucking festivities was he referring to? On the phone, he said I only had to make a choice. I chose Denali; that was the most fucking obvious of choices, so what was he up to now?“Corrine!” He booms, speaking to the woman who stood silently beh
[Nadia’s POV]I watch in horror while Ben raises a gun and then aims it. I want to scream at Rosco to watch out, but since my mouth was bound, I couldn’t. I was going to kill him. I was going to rip him to fucking shreds when I got out of this. This wasn’t what we agreed on! He was going against my
[Denali’s POV]Burning. My lungs are burning, and my body is freezing. I can feel a cold floor beneath me, but it is solid, so why am I wet? Everything is confusing, and I don’t know what’s going on.Groaning, I begin to pry my eyes open, but the world around me is blurry. Blinking a few times, I ma
[Rosco’s POV]The sound of sobbing reaches me despite the darkness I’m consumed by. It’s painful to listen to, and all I want to do is reach out to the one it is coming from and tell her that everything is alright.“I’m sorry.”The shaky voice comes between bouts of tears, and I begin to fight the d