Heartless ◆ Jacob Whitesides

My heart was beating so fast I'm pretty sure Jacob could hear it. My palms were really starting to sweat, bad. I gave him the best fake innocent and confused look I could muster. The guy's name is Jacob. Jacob Whitesides. The heartless gang leader in town who stands around six feet with pitch black hair and big menacing brown orbs.

He tower's over my suddenly shuddering body, I refuse to show I am scared though even if he is a foot taller than me and looks like a human version of Hulk; call me stubborn I guess. "Go." He seethes and I quickly nod before taking a few steps. Suddenly I feel the bag containing the money I stole slip through my sweatshirt were I hid it. With a light thud it falls to the ground and both Jacob and his men jerk their head towards me. Shit!

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My name is Ryder. Ryder Azalea Blackwell. I know what you're gunna say "What kind of a name is that!" Well don't because I will slit your throat open. I grew up on raggedy old streets were the motto here is kill or be killed-- survival of the fittest couldn't be more fitting to me. Thus I had to teach myself how to take care of my own. My dead beat of a father left my mother and I when I was two. Now I'm here having to fend off for myself. Why myself you ask? Because my mother is an alcoholic and doesn't give two shits about what I do as long as I pay for her alcohol and medicine.

So here I am stealing from one of the most fierce gangs in town; the bigger the gang the more money they have. First I had to distract the guard protecting the money by his side. Long story short I manged to take the money and convince them I was not the theif. Until the cash slips from my sweatshirt. Well fuck.

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So what happenes when Ryder slowly starts to fall for her captor? Will Jacob return the feelings? Or will she be left with her stone cold heart as usual? Not to mention when Ryder has an unpleasant reunion with her father.