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62: Avant-garde
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The Ganglord’s Girl 63: Intimidated
It's starting to feel like an ordinary day.When I arrived here in the morning, I had very different expectations of how my day would go, but the universe seems to be intent on proving me wrong. I thought the conversation I had with Damien would be different, lengthier, but I haven't seen him since I left his office. Something else that was completely unexpected?My coworkers.I have colleagues now. We haven't known each other for three hours and already we don't see eye to eye. Everyone around Damien seems to have a problem with me, not that I blame them. I know what I am and what I'm trying to do here, but they don't know that. So, why do I always get on everyone's nerves?I was going through my laptop when the first person walked in. We looked at each other and I knew instinctively that she would cause a lot of trouble for me. The first thing I noticed about her was her outfit; she was wearing a tailored suit, and she was rocking a pixie cut. She sauntered towards my desk, then ask
The Ganglord’s Girl 64: Protection
My whole world stops.The hooded man was aiming at Damien, but the bodyguards were faster than him. He missed his shot, and he paid dearly for it. He's currently lying on the ground with an ever growing stain of blood on his chest.They're approximately the same height, and Aaron wore a similar black sweatshirt yesterday when he came to see me. He mentioned that he had been following me, so of course I would assume that this man was my brother. My heart is in my throat and I push through the wall of bodyguards to the fallen man. They try to hold me back, but I'm too fast, and they weren't expecting me to do this. "Yara, don't!"I kneel beside him and move the hood so I can see his face. I sag with relief when I realize that it isn't Aaron. I've never seen this man before in my life. Damien grabs my arm and lifts me to my feet. "Are you out of your mind? Get up from there. You don't touch a dead fucking man.""I'm sorry," I say. "I wasn't thinking straight."We move back to where his
The Ganglord’s Girl 65: Help
I unlock the door, but before I open it someone comes up behind me. I hear their footfalls heading my way. I jump and whirl around, my back slamming against the door. It's Aaron, wearing a black sweatshirt. If I hadn't seen that man's face, I would've thought he rose from the dead. He was dressed exactly like this. I hit him with my handbag. "You scared me!""Just open up. I've been here for two hours waiting for you. Where the fuck were you this whole time?"I frown. He's controlling me now, is that it? "At work, there was a meeting. Where else would I be? I don't have any friends here, I never go out."He ignores what I've said. "Where the fuck is Devon?"I'm caught off-guard by his question. "Why would I know? I told you I didn't know where he was." We scurry inside and he closes the door. I put my handbag down and kick my heels off.He narrows his eyes. "I know you're lying to me, Amelia. Why are you trying to protect that guy, after all he's done? He lied to you, he manipulated y
The Ganglord’s Girl 66: Deception
Devon doesn't look surprised that Aaron's here.It's like he knew all along. Like he was expecting this. There's a mischievous glint in his eyes. He wanted to come here and find Aaron. As a matter of fact, he looks like he's already enjoying this.Aaron's dumbfounded. He never anticipated this, neither have I. All I wanted was to keep them apart, but here's Devon, staring at us with a blank expression. He fixes his gaze on Aaron and with a tilt of his head, says, "Well? You had a lot of shit to say to me over the phone, Aaron. I'm right here."I can't believe this.Aaron is speechless for a few seconds. Then, he says, "You think showing up here is going to intimidate me? I've never been afraid of you, Devon Tyler. In fact, I know exactly who you are. I'll give you an A for effort for this one, but this was a really fucking stupid decision.""I don't think so," Devon says. "You know what's stupid? Coming to a man's house with that kind of attitude.""This is Amelia's—""This is my apar
The Ganglord’s Girl 67: Old Friend
Aaron walks through the streets of the city he once loved.His heart is racing. Every nerve in his body is shouting at him to go back, to get Amelia away from Devon. He keeps walking, though, because he knows there's nothing he can do now. Devon has, beyond a shadow of a doubt, already told her about the payments he never made. He knows this because Devon will do everything in his power to keep her here, to finish the job. Devon only wanted her to leave because he was on his way, but he managed to find a way to stay on top. And now, he'll lose Amelia's trust.Not that he blames her.He fucked up. He truly never cared. All his life, he dreamt of getting out of that small town. When he was old enough to understand, he began resenting his mother for the choices she made, and Amelia, too, even though she was just a baby and didn't know anything. He couldn't help but feel like his life could've, no, would've been different had she done things differently.So, he did the only thing he could
The Ganglord’s Girl 68: Thrill
I can't concentrate.I'm here at work physically, but mentally I'm still in Devon's apartment, and he's recounting that horrible tale. I'm so distracted that I'm typing the words 'Aaron' and 'money' on the letter Damien wants me to type.Aaron never sent us money, it was Devon all along. For nearly four years, Devon Tyler kept the roof over our heads, while my brother took the credit for it. Shamelessly, I should add. This whole story is inconceivable. We never talked to Devon at all. In fact, I had almost forgotten all about him. How could Aaron do this to us? Didn't he ever care?Mom was so proud of him back in the day, even though she was worried about him. Still, she always trusted him. She never thought that he was doing something illegal. I remember her begging him during our occasional phone calls to leave Los Angeles and migrate to another city, but he always told her he couldn't. That's where the money was and he couldn't leave his job. He fooled her well. She'd be devastated
The Ganglord’s Girl 69: Tattoo
His driver drops us in front of a high-rise apartment building.I can tell from the modern exterior that an apartment here must cost a fortune. This man has properties all over the city. How rich is he, honestly? It's intimidating, I won't deny it. When Devon first told me about them, I imagined low criminals, a bar, a club. Nothing this grand.I have butterflies in my stomach threatening to rip me apart. I'm filled to the brim with anticipation. I know exactly what to expect from tonight, and I'm torn between feeling excited and apprehensive. On one hand, I want him as much as he wants me. I don't really know when that happened exactly, but it's the whole, uncensored truth. On the other, I'm well aware that this is dangerous, and I'm just getting myself into more trouble.We step in the elevator.The doors close, it's just the two of us. I didn't notice what floor button he pressed, a careless mistake. I'll find out soon, though, but I have to be more attentive, especially around him
The Ganglord’s Girl 70: Perplexed
I wake up suddenly.I'm not disoriented, I know exactly where I am. What I don't know is how the fuck I fell asleep. I'm still in Damien's bed, but I'm under the covers. How'd I get here? Did he...? I don't remember, for some reason.No, wait.I remember now.He fucked me twice more, until I begged him to stop. I had to, I couldn't take another orgasm. I practically passed out after my third climax. My cheeks grow hot at the memory. I can't believe I fell asleep. At least it's still dark out. I can't begin to imagine how awkward it would be waking up in the morning. In his bed. Like we're some kind of couple. He didn't even answer my question regarding his feelings towards me. I guess there are none, and he wanted to spare me the humiliation. I wouldn't have taken offense, I'm just in this for the sex. And that name. I keep forgetting that crucial part.It should be my main priority, but all this is distracting me. I don't want a wake-up call from Sebastian, who'll find out soon enoug
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