Chapter 8: Hunt Or Be Hunted ~

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"The past is the thing that hunts you down." - The Author

An asshat, that's what I feel like, the biggest piece of shit to exist I should have remembered she never learn to swim even if I tried a few years back to teach her but fuck how could I be so stupid to throw her into the fucking ocean

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An asshat, that's what I feel like, the biggest piece of shit to exist I should have remembered she never learn to swim even if I tried a few years back to teach her but fuck how could I be so stupid to throw her into the fucking ocean. 

After she had taken another shower to keep herself warm and put on my black dragon hoodie and made her way to the room across the yacht she has been there for hours while I was in my office working on a gun shipment that had made its way to Italia. I also needed to fill up some paperwork for my new gallery in Boston.

Hours had turned into minutes when I saw the sunrise from the left meaning that I had been in my office for a while and yet I had not heard anything from Avalon. I had taken my shirt off mind way into the files since it was a bit hot in the yacht so I was only wearing some joggers now. I got up from my couch which was located in my office and set my laptop down on the couch and walked out into the guest room to find her asleep on the floor with a sketchbook next to her and a pencil in her hand.

"ll Mio Amore, wake up we have to leave today," I kissed her forehead. "No," she groend out and shook her head from side to side. "Come on," I lighted her up from under her arms and let her wrap around me as he fell back to sleep on my shoulder. I set her in the bathroom for a bit as she brushed her teeth and took a quick shower before we made our way to the car. 

I should have known, she use to be my fucking girlfriend but at sixteen she didn't talk much about being scared of the ocean of water. Shit, it seems I need to talk to Vince a lot more than before. This time we walked from the yacht to my car which was taken here a few hours ago, my Mercedes Benz-glass was right on the parking as we made our way inside she played with the rings on her finger. (my love)

"Where are we going?" She stated for the first time in a few hours. "To the mall you need a dress Amore, and I need a suit we're going to an art gallery." I pulled out of the parking lot and drove to the mall. "I'm wearing your hoodie and leggings," she whined out loud. "Who cares?" I shrugged my shoulders at her. 

Once inside the mall I signal to the two bodyguards to follow us from a distance mostly to keep Avalon safe while we shopped for what we needed. We entered Victoria's secret where most girls were looking at us, Avalon was looking at lingerie lost in mind while I looked at some myself quietly and let her do her thing.I had been looking at a red pair with a garner and lace just when a girl has made her way to me. "I could try it on for you," she smiled.

"No need that girl-" I pointed to Avalon who was now looking like she wanted to kill the girl next to me."- can do that for me,"I smiled. 

"I can do better" She purred which made me pull away from her even more and lay the lingerie on my hand. 

"Um and I can do best bitch. Turn the fuck around bitch," as the girl turned around she was faced with Avalon who held a red set in her hand. "Now get lost." She pushed past the girl and pulled me by my shirt as she kissed her way down my neck.

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