chapter 1

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Paige's POV

"I want you to tell me the full story, okay Paige?"

"Alright" i said with a sigh "let's go all the way back to where we met"

I cleared my throat and began..

"We first met in Paris, i nineteen and on a trip with two of my friends when he was doing his 'business' there"

"what kind of business did he do"

"He was a very successful gang leader. His gang was the East Coast Mafia. He was ruthless and cruel..

Paige enters flashback

That day Hailey, Emma and i decided to go to the Eiffel Tower and spend the day sightseeing. We had just left the tower when we heard gunshots.

I started running to the nearest store just to get inside and off the streets, the girls must not have followed me because they were no where to be found. Inside there was blood everywhere, the clerk was dead behind the counter but what stuck out to me was him.

I couldn't help but stare at his muscular structure. He looked to be about twenty, his arms had the start of sleeve tattoos peeking out from under his jacket. He was very handsome..

"no" i almost said aloud "why am i thinking this"

He must have seen me staring because for a split second we locked eyes before he smirked and spoke

"Do you always fantasize your killers?"

I was too shocked to speak so i shook my head. The man chuckled and motioned for another man, who i hadn't even seen to start cleaning up the blood. I suddenly spoke

"who are you, why him?"

I don't know why that was all i could manage to get out but i instantly regret asking. He sent a cold glare at me and slowly walked over until he was face to face to me. He was much taller than me, i would guess about six four.

He leaned down into my face and whispered "that is none of your concern"

he stood back to his full height "but now that your here you'll have to come with me, i don't trust bystanders"

"But i don't even know your name? let alone even live in Paris! I just wanna go home" i sobbed and crumpled to the ground

"Do I look like I care?"

with that he motioned for his companion to come load me into his truck

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