𝗩𝗢𝗪 𝗢𝗙 𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗘𝗚𝗘𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 | 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

M E D I C A T I O N

PSA: Oliver, Georgia and Phoebe are the names of the same person so don't get confuse goodies.

Phoebe is her real name,
Oliver was her fake name when she was sniper,
Georgia is the current fake name she is using to cover up any traces which connected her with mafias.

Shit. Shit. Shit. A huge piece of shit my life has become. The time when I thought no one could surpass me here comes one more gang and God knows who the fuck they are paddling between me and my prey and again the similar pair of eyes I met, the same bolt of electricity passed by when I touched her. Georgia. Can she be the one but then she doesn't have those black hair like the woman had. But can she be the one I was wandering around or there is someone else?

I clutch my hair and scream out loud. Those starry eyes will surely be the dead of me.

"Stephan, we searched every place but didn't find that Antonio," Diego says.

"Then where the fuck is he? Did I eat him up in my lunch? Nonsense," I hit my knuckles against the wooden desk hard and lift my body from the chair and look at him with dead eyes.

"I. Want. That. Woman. Who. Snatched. My. Prey," I say with my teeth gritting against each other.

"Sir, now I got to know that the arrival of Antonio Russo was at 10pm," What the fuck? My man came rushing inside the hall.

"So who the fuck called me and informed me about his arrival then?" I shout at them. They jerk back at the loud amount of voice inflicted but I don't care.

"We try to search the location of the person who called you but," He stops saying and I growl at him making him continue his sentence, "-But the location showed of this place."

Who could have done that? Location cloning. It needs a damn computer technician. Is Georgia?

I turn and walk towards them making them bow their heads down. "I am going to my apartment and yeah Deigo, do sell the drugs, my paintings are right at the left room adjacent to his hall. Insert them in the paintings."

He nods his head and Caleb follow behind him. If somehow I find out its you Georgia I swear to Hell, at first your eyes will be the one taken away from you.

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