All Chapters of The Ganglord’s Girl : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Damien turns his back to Amelia's ex.He recognized him immediately. He'd never forget the face of an enemy, after all. He has always and a good memory, even as a child. From the day he looked at those photographs, he kept that face engraved in his mind. Thomas disappeared after he sent him on that mission, and he'd always been trustworthy. It's either Damien had been wrong and Thomas decided to quit the job without a word, or someone got rid of him. Finding him here was not something he expected. Upon seeing him, he felt unusually calm. Back in the day, he would've pulled his gun out and shot him right there, in front of everyone. He isn't as impulsive now. He knows he'll get to him someday, and his death will be slow and torturous. Nothing infuriates him more than someone who messes with what's his, and Yara belongs to him. The mere thought of her cowering in fear before this man ignites something within him, something that has been dead for a long time. However, he will not undere

I've bumped into a couple of passersby on my way to the coffee shop. I apologize quickly without looking back. The closer I get to it, my anxiety exacerbates. It's weighing me down, and every step I take takes effort. The sun's glare is too bright, my skin too prickly. I feel everything around me intensely. Something is off, I don't know why I didn't notice it before. I can't get the sound of his voice out of my mind. How he sounded. If it's another tactic to get me out of the city, I might just punch him. However, I have a strong feeling that it isn't. This is driving me insane, especially with everything going on with my mother. I don't even know where she is. I'm worried sick. I tried to call her on my way here, but her phone must be off. I finally cross the street. I look through the window to see if I can spot him. I can't see him right away, so he must be at our usual seat, right at the back of the room. I push the door open and the bells above jingle merrily. The sound is irr

Damien wants nothing more than to have a rest and wash the last thirty-six hours off his body, but he needs to stop by the office first. He needs to ensure that everything is being taken care of, and he needs to talk to Ethan about Aaron's demise. He did everything without informing them, so he has to let them know that it's over. His father has been avenged. It's a weight off his shoulders. After that, he's taking Yara with him. He can't get her out of his mind. It's been a long time since he's been this infatuated with a woman. Scratch that. He has never been this infatuated with a woman before. When he first met Elizabeth, he was enchanted. She was young and confident, beautiful. She was off-limits at the time, Eduardo had warned him, and perhaps that's what made him chase her. It wasn't love per se, it was the thrill of the hunt; he knew that what he was doing was wrong, and yet he couldn't help himself. It's different with Yara. He isn't sure why he feels this way towards

I'm almost done packing.I don't know when Damien will come, but I hope he doesn't come anytime soon. I'm getting out of here. That's it, there's nothing left for me to do here, and I was an idiot for wanting to stay. My mother was here last night, offering her help, and I turned her away coldly. How blind I was. How could I choose to stay, knowing how complicated my presence here is? How could I naively believe that Damien would spare me, that he would understand, that he would forgive me?How could I be stupid enough to fall in love with him?No, I thought it was love. It isn't love. All that has evaporated, and has been replaced with pure, unfiltered hatred. He killed Aaron, mercilessly, threw him in a dumpster. How many men has he killed? I don't care what Aaron has done. He was my brother. We weren't extremely close; he was always distant and due to the age gap between us, we didn't have much to talk about. But he was always there. He helped me with my homework sometimes, and whe

Damien needs time to think.He needs to think about what happened this afternoon with Yara, but he can't judge this situation with a clear mind. He's biased. He cares for her way too fucking much for that. He can't find a fault in her, not because there isn't one, but because he can't bear to. She wasn't herself, though, he'll admit that at least. He could see the hatred in her eyes, it burned right through him, set his soul on fire. He needs to reflect, figure out his next step. She threw him completely off balance. Was leaving an admission of guilt? His head is starting to hurt. Fuck, he needs a drink. The floor is empty, just as he expected. He loosens his tie as he makes his way towards his office. Ethan didn't lock the door on his way out, he realizes. It's a good thing, because he doesn't have the key.He turns the handle and pauses by the door when he sees Elizabeth in his chair.Her presence is unexpected, unwanted, and worsens his mood. Someone's going to lose their job, if