All Chapters of The Ganglord’s Girl : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“Where are we going?" I ask, putting on my seat belt.He grips the steering wheel and shakes his head. "Where do you want to go? The only place left for you to go to is the bus station. If you want, I'll take you to the airport. Do I have to emphasize that you're in danger? That you're this close," he illustrates by keeping a tiny space between his thumb and forefinger, "to fucking all this up? Do you have a death wish?"He's dodging me, I can sense it. "How does Sebastian know who I am, Devon? And why does he think I'm on Damien's side?"He throws his head back so it's touching the head rest and breathes in deeply. He pinches the bridge of his nose and with his free hand, reaches into the inside of his coat for a pack of cigarettes. I reach for my own. If I don't smoke one, I feel like I'll fall apart.He lights his, then frowns when he looks at me. "When did you start smoking?""You're purposefully dodging my question. You're hiding something, aren't you? Dammit, just tell me, Devon

I'm staying with Devon temporarily.There's no way I'm going back to that apartment when Sebastian Brown knows where I live. Apparently, he's Trevor's cousin. Was. He's their father's part of the family, but his father was never involved in his brother's illicit affairs. Devon explained it all to me. That's how he fits in all of this. When Damien ambushed the Brown residence, the whole family was gathered. His father wasn't there, but his mother was. They were celebrating a cousin's birthday party when Damien and his gang attacked. They killed everyone above the age of 18, but left the younger ones. Sebastian was amongst them. He was around 17. All because Aaron killed Damien's father. Aaron. My brother.And when Damien finally found him, he sent someone to kill him. That's what happened four years ago. It was self-defense, but Aaron did something much worse. He killed someone. Damien's father, nonetheless. And Devon kept all of this from me purposefully. He knew what I was getting i

The most fucked up part?My mother isn't even sick. I have no idea how I'm going to drag her here. He'll know I was lying about the whole thing the minute she arrives. Why do I keep getting myself in trouble? I was trying to get out of one, but I'm entangled in a much bigger web of lies.And I can't even leave.I'm seriously considering disappearing without a word. What will I say to Damien in a week's time? That is, if I even have a week left. I didn't take the bus home like Sebastian wanted me to. I thought Damien was the lesser evil, but after today I've changed my mind. If I leave, he'll find me. He has the resources to do so. Devon's entire career revolves around keeping his identity hidden, but Damien managed to find him.We're moving to a new location, that's all I've been told. Everyone's running around like headless chicken. They've been carrying numerous bags of files and documents from Damien's office for about an hour. The strangest part? I haven't seen Ethan at all today.

I use the spare key Devon gave me to get inside.I can't believe that happened. I feel like I just stepped out of some kind of nightmare. I had sex with Damien Keller, right over his desk. God, this has taken a turn for the worse. Before it happened, I thought I had lost control. It's nothing compared to how I feel now.What was I thinking? I'm convinced that if I hadn't had that wine earlier, none of this would have happened. I clearly wasn't sober, but I wasn't that drunk. I knew exactly what I was doing, and I enjoyed every miserable second of it. I wanted it, fully aware of who he is, what he does. That he'd have me killed if he ever discovered my true motives for wanting to work for him.I'm relieved that Devon isn't here to see me in this disgraceful state. I don't know how I would react if I came face-to-face with him right now. I run straight to my bedroom and put my bag down. I thread my fingers through my hair and take a deep breath. First things first, I have to clean up. M

He can't stop thinking about Yara.He leans against his chair and holds his glass to his temple. In all his life, he never met a woman as complex as Yara Huxley. She's hot one minute, then cold the next, what transpired between them this afternoon being the perfect example.She wanted him just as much as he wanted her. It was a mutual agreement. In no instance did he force himself on her, so why did she react so emotionally? She left his office in tears. She slammed the door on her way out, but she was moaning in his ear five minutes before that. He can't tell if her reaction was spontaneous or pre-planned. He realizes that he knows virtually nothing about her, apart from her name, where she was born, and that she's a damn good secretary.Getting sexually involved with her was an impetuous decision, but one he doesn't regret. Truth be told, he wouldn't mind having her again, on a bed this time. His bed. If it weren't her for erratic, incomprehensible behavior, perhaps that's exactly w