Chapter 37

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Hey hey hey hey, sooo if you don't enjoy graphic content then don't read this chapter, andd you probably shouldn't be reading my book because it's literally allll graphic content.

Buttttt Wattpad states that I have to warn you guys for extra graphic scenes, SOO


WARNING: GRAPHIC CONTENT


Callas POV:

I pressed my lips to him, and I was so fucking happy.

He made me almost as happy as fireworks.

I like fireworks.

He pulled me tight to me, and I trembled against him, I never wanted to let him go. I suddenly heard a gun shot, and froze.

Sinister cursed under his breath as a series of panicked voices erupted on his walkie talkie.

Everything flipped upside down.

Sinister threw me off of him as he got up, he began speaking fast Russian on the walkie talkie, demanding to know what was going on.

He pulled out his cell phone, dialed a number, said nothing and hung up.

"Calla we're under attack, baby you need to come with me."  He looked scared, I had never seen Sinister Velkov scared. His facial features were frozen. He got on the phone again, and began talking to someone, asking what the fuck was going on, cursed, and then hung up again.

Sinister pulled me to my feet, his hand interlocking with mine as he pulled me out of the room and we flew down the hallway. There was another gunshot downstairs, followed by yelling and more shots. Adrenaline and panic flooded through me as Sinister pulled me into his room.

He closed the door behind him and pulled me to him, pressing his lips to my forehead.

"Flower, you need to stay in here, hide under my bed, were under attack by the Italians. Lock the door when I leave and hide. It's going to be okay baby, it's going to be okay."

I trembled as he hugged me, his lips brushed mine quickly before he pulled away and raced to the door.

"Sinister" I choked out, tears streamed down my face, I opened my mouth to say something but no words came out.

He paused at the door, glancing at me.

"I can't lose you Calla, I just found you."

And he was gone.

I let out a sob, fear poured through me as I immediately locked the door. I let out a small scream as there was an explosion from under my feet.

The blast rocked through me, almost making me fall, my breaths were short and jagged by sobs.

Please be okay, Sinister

I shook as I crawled under his bed, hugging the ground like it was my last hope. There were more yells from under me as I began silently crying, clinging to the carpet like it was a life vest in the middle of the ocean.

Afanas POV:

She grinned at me like a crazy bitch as the shots went off.

"I told you" she smirked, blood still dripping from her mouth.

"FUCK!" I yelled as I sprinted out of the door locking the crazy fucker inside.

It was total chaos.

Men ran towards us, carrying heavy duty rifles in all black protective gear.

"Find Brie and get the girl!" I heard one of them yelled from somewhere down the hall.

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