This is what we came for
And we couldn't want it anymore
We could never turn back now
Got to leave it all on the floor
- Welshly Arms, Legendary
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Chapter song:
Therefore I am - Billie Eilish
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Pov: James
The office is warm as the morning sun shines through the big windows casting a reddish glow on the white walls. I lean back in the chair, looking up at Cameron's dark features. "Have you contacted him yet?" I ask Cameron, looking into his frustrated brown eyes.
"Yes. I talked to him yesterday. I told him that we have her, and the only way he could get her back unharmed was if he gave us back our drugs and money and stayed out of our business in the future." I nod my head, enjoying the silence. I take a sip of my coffee, cherishing the way the warm liquid runs down my throat, spreading warmth all over my body. I sit still, waiting for the caffeine to kick in, trying to burst my energy level. The last couple of nights have been rough with very little sleep or no sleep at all, Kathrine's screams keeping me awake. I rub my eyes, looking up at Cameron. "What did he say?" I ask and scratch my itching stubble.
"He laughed." I look up at him, confused. "He what?"
"He laughed and hung up the phone," He confirms as I feel the anger consume my body, remembering Kathrine's words. Your plan won't work, you know. She knew this would happen.
"Fuck" I yell and slam my fist down on the table. That was the only thing we had against him. We have nothing. NOTHING. We haven't had any profit in weeks. He shows up every fucking time. I look up at Luca, who sits quietly, watching the situation unfold.
"What do we do now?" Cameron asks. I put my head in my hands, trying to think. But my mind is empty.
"Kill her," Luca answers making me look up into his indifferent eyes. He lifts his eyebrow as Cameron scowls. I feel my eyes darken as my jaw twist. "Leave." My voice comes out cold and harsh, making Luca look at me in confusion. "What? Why? She's a deadweight." He questions. I give him a deadly stare, not answering him. He looks at me unintelligible, waiting for me to answer, but I will not repeat myself. Luca scoffs, irritated, before leaving the office.
"We could use her. She's good," Cameron ponder, looking up at me as the door closes. I look into his deep eyes. "You too," I say. Cameron looks at me confused before realizing. He gives me a nod before leaving the office, not arguing with me. My hands grip the tabletop hard, trying to release the anger pressing against every nerve in my body. My breathings are quick as I grab the china vase standing on the desk, throwing it hard against the wall, watching it shatter into hundreds of pieces. I throw myself into the chair, letting my fingers run through my black curls, frustrated. I look at the map of every position we have thought their base, every single place we have scoured, every time for nothing.
They are everywhere and nowhere. They are fast, find us, steal our money, steal our drugs, and kill our men. Not a single soul has come back alive. They strike fast, hard, then disappear like mist before the sun. Fighting them is like fighting a ghost. They're heartless, and without a soul, we don't stand a chance. Your plan won't work, you know. My breathings increase as her words echoes in my mind over and over again. They don't even care about one of their own.
The fire in my body increases as Kathrine invades my mind once again. I try to shut her out, focusing on the map before me, but I don't stand a chance. I run my hands through my messy curls, fighting the urge to punch my fist through the thin walls, as they let me hear her sweet voice when she sings along to the radio. I fight to keep her out of my mind but fails every damn time, she invades my mind each second with her feisty attitude and that sassy body of hers, and I fucking hate it. She drives me insane, and I want her gone.
Ever since that night, we have avoided each other, not wanting to confront what the hell happened, only meeting each other in the darkness. The only times we have seen each other in daylight, we have spent fighting, she pisses me off in ways I didn't even know was possible. I take a deep breath and close my eyes, feeling my member react as I picture her walking around in those damn tights. Those tights make me want to fuck her hard against the counter, making her scream my name in something different than anger.
I feel my breathing get stuck in my throat as my jaw tenses. I look around, trying to calm myself when the delicious smell of pancakes slowly spreads in my office. I stand up and open the door carefully before leaning against the doorway. I feel my eyes darken as I watch her dance around in the kitchen, flipping pancakes while she hums along with the radio. I calm my body, priming myself mentally for her usually nagging, trying to convince me to let her fight against Cameron. That girl just doesn't take a no for an answer.
She and Cameron are starting to act like they are fucking best friends, and I can't stand them. I hate the way he makes her laugh all the time. Cameron knows we can't have any long-term love interest in the gang. It would put the girl in so much danger and give us a weak spot. So I don't understand what the fuck he is doing. I'm very close to giving her a, yes, only to see her beat the shit out of him before I will do it myself.
I let my eyes run down her body, feeling my body tense up. The loose sweater hides her perfectly formed breast, she showed off at the gala, but her tights show her big tight ass. She doesn't notice me as I stand in the doorway. I feel my jaw tense as my eyes fall to her ass as she shakes it, dancing around, making the fire return to my body.
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