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chapter no. 019!
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❝ I'M GONNA GET YOU. ❞ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
FIVE YEARS AGO. . .
THE END OF THE BLADE GNAWED ITS WAY THROUGH THE CONCRETE WALL FOR THE FORCE IT'D BEEN THROWN WITH DROVE IT FURTHER INTO THE SOLID SURFACE. Lowering her hand, Cara took a deep breath and tried to keep her composure stagnant, despite every inch of her was trembling with rage.
It had been months in the making of negotiating over emails and correspondence with multiple investors and corporate employees and eventually connecting with one of the highest men in the company— Dillion Richards. This was the deal of her trafficking career. If Cara closed this buy-off, the gates to Heaven would be unlocked, and she would receive the freedom she sought since two-thousand-and-seven— the chance to see her father and to talk to him.
However, that opportunity had been snatched away right before her eyes, and she was furious. The stage of basic anger had long since passed. He screwed up everything she'd been working for, and it only took seven seconds for everything to crumble— seven seconds for the deal to be broken and for her to nearly blow her cover.
The bunker was coated in a thick filter of silence and the sound of a door closing echoed loudly behind her. Cara looked up at the ceiling. Every inch of her being wanted to turn on her heels and kill him right then and there, but she couldn't. Despite everything that had happened, she couldn't. As much as she hated it, he was one of the only people who could ever give her what she truly desired.
