All Chapters of Bound by vengeance: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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

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.

TIMMYLeaving her behind made me angry. I should have stayed, made up an excuse that would convince Midnight and cause the rest of the guys to empathize, and stayed. But no, I had to take the call and abandon her warm, soft body. Davina is stubborn, hard-headed and full of ideas of revenge. And me, well... I'm a coward for trying to protect her from afar. But I know that this dirty side of life will only destroy her, and I can't allow that.Now, here I am, in the old plastic shed, waiting to hear Aaron's plan. Part of me wants to pick a fight with someone and get sent home, just to finish what I started with her, instead of getting stuck deeper and deeper in this hole with these guys. The smell of rust and mildew surrounds me as my footsteps echo on the crumbling floor. In the dark, I can barely see the shadows of the others, but I recognize the sound of heavy boots. Gutemberg.''Timmy," he calls, his voice low and rough, but I don'

DAVINAThe sky was beginning to lighten when I decided to leave. I didn't want to be there when Timmy came back. Facing that half-debauched, half-shy smile as we tried to ignore what had happened... no, I wasn't ready for that. In fact, I was trying not to think about it, but it was no use.Every step I took seemed to echo with memories of the kiss. The taste of him was still in my mouth, and the sensation of his touch... it just wouldn't leave my head. It was a mixture of warmth and chaos that I didn't know how to deal with. The way he held my face, the way his fingers seemed to want to say what words could not.I took a deep breath, trying to concentrate on the sound of my footsteps on the wet sidewalk. The rain had stopped, and the stree

DAVINAInside Aaron's car, with the radio playing some pop song I didn't recognize, I tried to ignore the throbbing in my temple. After all, bad days happen, but mine seemed especially committed to not ending.''Thanks for getting me out of that idiot's clutches. It was stupid of me to stay after class to talk to you '' I said, letting out a slow breath, still remembering Tom's pretentious smile.Aaron snorted, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. ''You should situate the guy. He's a teacher, one complaint, and he'll be off your back in no time.''I turned my head, arching an eyebrow. ''I'm not going to ruin anyone's life, Aaron. Besides, a student having an affair with a rich teacher? You know who's going to be the villain in this story.''