Hello dear readers, the sequal is going to be updated here in the same book as the first one for the sake of continuity. My update schedule will be two chapters everyday. Looking forward to hearing from you about this new book. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as the first book. With Love <3
Lucas’s POV“Can you believe this dad? Because I certainly still can’t” I said in my usual sarcastic tone that I’m sure my family is used to by now.You see, they consider me to be the crazy, impulsive, funny one out of the whole family; although not so many of them actually consider me funny at all, but that’s what I consider fun to be like. I’ve never had a problem with my character before now. I was crazy and a little unbalanced and I loved myself that way, accepted that side of me that longs for a dangerous life and a dangerous game. I don’t care what that danger might bring for me, I don’t even care if it kills me in the process. I’m quite okay with dying unlike other people who are even scared of the thought of it.I’ve never had a problem accepting myself just the way I am before…. until now.You see my craziness was always contained and managed by someone else. When things went too far on my end, there is always someone who can stop me from going overboard. First it was my fat
Lucas’s POVI drive back home and my mind goes back to that moment at the hospital with Alex, a month ago:“What the fuck did I say that is so funny Lucas?” Alex asked in annoyance as I continued to laugh quite too loudly in a hospital.I was clutching my stomach from how painful my abs were making me feel and my eyes watered at his joke.“I’m Serious!” he said in a hard tone that stopped my laughter in the middle of it.I stared at him with a stunned expression, trying to make sense of what he just told me.“No fucking way you are!” I screamed the words at him.“Why?” he asked curiously.I raised both my eyebrows at him in disbelief “You’re seriously asking me why? Okay. You are obviously tripping now I’m certain of it. I think we should call the nurse to stop some of those drugs because they are clearly destroying your healthy brain cells. Careful brother, I’m the only one with the crazy genes here, I don’t want you stealing my spot light” I said sarcastically, trying to calm the dr
Angelina’s POVI stepped out of the bus and hurried towards my house, day dreaming about the best cup of hot chocolate that my mom was well known for making during these harsh, cold winter days.Winter in Seattle was always a constant cover of clouds, thunderstorms, and non stop rain, and I adored it like that.You would always find me walking under the rain without an umbrella because of my passion to feel the rain pouring down on me.Even if it ends up giving me pneumonia, I’d still do it.Today was an exception though. It wasn’t a rainy day, but it was still pretty cold. I clutched my black leather jacket around myself tighter as I rounded the corner, went through the building’s front door, entered the hallway, and hurried to get my keys out of my small purse to get inside our cozy small apartment on the ground floor of an old ratty building.We were poor. We didn’t have a lot of money to spend on living in a high end apartment or buying luxurious things we wished we had but didn’t
Angelina’s POV“Mom! I’m home!” I said as I closed the front door behind me and double locked it out of habit.I shrugged off my leather jacket, hung it on the wooden hanger by the front door, and went into the direction of my small room, itching to change my clothes into my comfy pajamas and planning to trap my mom into making me her delicious hot chocolate. Not that she needed to be thoroughly convinced to do something for me, I only needed to ask and she would do anything I wanted in a heartbeat.I opened my bed room door only to freeze in my tracks. Dread that I’ve never felt before in my entire life, coursed through me like a flood.A scene I would never be able to erase from my head until the day I die took place in a matter of ten seconds.That’s exactly how long it took to make this memory, the single most painful memory I’ll forever live through and never get past. That’s how long it took for that one single moment to scar me, change me, and kill me from the inside.A masked
Angelina’s POVJust as the driver said that name, abrupt, very loud music started playing ahead.I recognized the song immediately.It was Stay by Justin Bieber.I blinked a few times and even shook my head, thinking I was hearing that song in my head because it made no total sense to be played in such a situation. With men holding guns against us on a high mountain road in god knows where Alaska.Then I saw him.I had no doubt in my head, that was the man they just said his name with deep fear.Lucas Snow.My eyebrows shot up to my forehead and my mouth opened in confusion, because the man was singing and dancing to the music like he had no fucking care in the world.He was the only one dancing and the only one not holding a gun in his hand.The first impression that comes to mind when seeing that man had nothing to do with that terror I heard in these men’s voices and I wondered why they were afraid of him that much. My first impression would be thinking the man was a little… unstab
Lucas’s POVThe driver and his buddy were standing to my right next to each other, facing me as I turned around and faced the car again, coming in direct contact with the girl who was now standing in front of her car, a little further than I would have liked, but I let it go.She had her hands hidden behind her back and she was looking all around her with terrified eyes at my men and their guns.She was my sister’s height, a little shorter than me by a few inches, and had a fit body that I wasn’t able to check out properly while she was sitting in the car. She wasn’t skeleton thin but she was still lean with the right curves exactly where I liked the most.I blinked and cut off my train of thoughts that were going in the wrong direction at the worst possible timing.“What are you hiding behind you? Hands up, let me see them” I said flatly.Her eyes snapped back at me when I spoke and she looked lost with how to comply to my demands.She moved a fraction then froze as her eyes darted a
Lucas’s POVI let her lie pass smoothly and carried on seriously “Ok Hope, tell me, are you kidnapped or are you here on your own free will?”I saw clearly how torn she was about her answer.It was obvious that they either warned her about me or threatened her before getting out of the car, because even a blind man can clearly tell she was forced into being in this car.“I’m not kidnapped” she said in a strained voice.I smirked as I asked amusingly “So they are telling the truth, that you’re a prostitute?”She looked about two seconds away from head butting me but barely controlled herself as she glared at me venomously.“I’m a woman, being taken to someone, out of my own free will” she emphasized tightly.It felt so amazing, watching my words get under her skin and piss her off that much, I don’t know why, but I was enjoying her reactions way too damn much for my own good.I nodded my head repeatedly then shocked her to her core as I asked smugly “Why were you strangling the man tha
Angelina’s POVMy heart started beating erratically at Lucas’s threat.The men’s words from the car earlier come to me at that instant ‘We’re so dead’Shit!He’s really going to kill them!But what will he do to me then? Kill me? Torture me? Use me?The assholes labeled me a fucking prostitute for God’s sake!Hell no! I’d rather die than be used like that!I held my breath and shook more intensely as Lucas began counting and my mind started going into overdrive.When he reached three and none of them spoke up, Lucas pulled the trigger.A little shriek escaped my lips at the unexpected loud sound of the gun going off as I flinched in my place. I mean I knew guns were loud, but I never witnessed it with my own ears before.I watched as the driver dropped dead on the snowy ground with a bullet in the middle of his forehead, and the blood started staining the white snow underneath him.No one paid me the slightest attention, not even Lucas as he wasted no time firing his weapon again.Thi