Four or Dead by G O A

Four or Dead

Chapter 43

Devaro... Present...

Somehow Emma and I work out a schedule for her to train with some of my best men in the crew. We even had them come up and meet her and it was amusing to see them immediately soften when they met her. It

was as if she was their queen and they were ready to lay their swords to

her every whim.

Truthfully I don't blame them. She has a way about her that turns even one of the cities infamous crime lords soft. You can not imagine how silly it is to see these rough and rugged men surrounding her and laughing and smiling with her. Seriously how does she do that?)

T hate the way I can't help but smile as I watch them interact. I don't understand all the strange things going through my head. I mean she is beautiful and so young but she has this way of seeming old and wise. Like her past has built her into this old soul that speaks to each person that is in her presence.

It hurts how easy I have seemed to fall under the same spell, even though in our first meeting I pretty much threatened her. I admit she has plagued my thoughts a few times since then, to the displeasure of my son. The thing some don't know is that his mom and I had him when we were barely 16. So even though he is an adult now I haven't even turned thirty-five yet.

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though in my dark period I slept with a good amount of women, I hadn't felt that spark. They were there to fill an itch but I just couldn't connect with them. So why is this girl driving me crazy? She shouldn't be anywhere near my thoughts but like I said she has a way of drawing people to her.

"So Miss Emma which one of us devils would you like to train with you first?" Anthony, one of our sharpshooters asks her.

She smiles and glances at each of the four guys I recruited for her training.

"Well, I am weirdly excited to learn how to shoot so what do you say, Tony?" No one calls that cold bastard Tony and yet he lights up when she says it.

As I said, it's crazy weird.

I watched for a good hour as my men swooned over this tiny girl before the door to my office bursts open. In comes the four hot heads who claim said girl as theirs. (7

right toward me but the others stop long enough to see the four scariest

arms around Logan first and he holds her

is totally oblivious to the growing tension in the room,

you have Emma brought her without telling us? We were going crazy trying to find her. It wasn't until we called her about a hundred times that Sam finally picked up!" Asher

kind of a jerk to my son but he is too hard-headed and needs to be taken

to do to keep him safe. He has no idea how many times his life has been threatened just for being my son. I also keep this rift between us because sometimes it kills me to see how much of his mother he has

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is going on?" Leo asks stepping up

stricken up a deal! A very interesting deal actually where she was able to tell me who had been gunning for us. A fact you four have failed

that? I am Devaro Ramano and somehow this girl can give me a look that shuts me up instantly. ©) She

okay Ash. Let's talk, yeah?" After a few words, Asher looks down at her and holds his hand

and he nods before turning and glaring one last time at me. When he calms down enough he

tell us what's going on? What was the terrible four doing here?" Logan asks using the amusing nickname for the four

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agreed to?" I shoot her a cocky

moment doesn't seem to go unnoticed by the boys and they look between us in confusion. I try

to Emma. She is just too entertaining and we seem to

the boys and

has been going after the Angels is Zane Dalton, my

speak. "Ok, if that's true then what do you

look and somehow we have a quiet conversation Chapter

says to

find out everything I can about his plans and

heard her plan, I'm hit with a sinking feeling of worry in my stomach. I realize I don't feel right sending her in, but I already made the deal and

eyes meet hers. The look in her eyes makes me feel things that I have no

but it's getting harder to

arms crossed, and waits. I swallow back the strange pride I feel that she moved closer to me. Why am I so worked up over this girl? She