Four or Dead

Chapter 45

Emma... Present...

As soon as I reach my room I can't help the anger that is bubbling up and out of me. I don't even mean to slam the door so hard but the sound echos through the whole room. I start to pace, clenching and unclenching my hands over and over. I have never felt so angry before. These last few weeks had given me a taste of freedom from my father's grasps, and it made me want more in life. For once I felt empowered to be more than a scared little girl just trying to survive. For the first time in my life, I wanted to plan a future for myself. I was becoming more confident and my newfound strength of character was pushing me to fight for what I want. The boys had opened that door for me but seemed not to notice how I was no longer the weak little thing they rescued. I was more now, there is this new part of me that is ready for a fight.

Ineed to get out of here. Being here feels like I am trapped again. (7

I take out my phone and scroll until I see his name.

Devaro Ramano. (!

I click his name and lift the phone to my ear, my hands shaking with nerves. He might not be the best person to ask for help but my options

are limited. I didn't know anyone else to call for help, and he and I were

thankfully on the same side right now. Chapter 45

"Hello, Miss Emma." He says and I smile. "Mr. Ramano" I say in greeting. He laughs. "You can call me Devaro. What can I do for you?"

"Can you send someone to pick me up? I need to get out of here." I say.)

"absolutely. Can you be ready in half an hour?" He asks. "I will come for you myself."

"Yes. I'll be ready." I say. "Good. See you soon." I hang up and let out a shaky breath. (7

like am suffocating here and I need space. I am so grateful for the boys taking me in and loving me, but love is more than protecting. It's about being equal and sharing everything with each other. These boys have never loved like this and were never taught to.

and toxic thing that I

try and stop me. They are going to hurt because of this, but for once I need to live for myself. I need to do something because I feel it's right. This is as much for me as it is for Devaro.

I'm done packing my things my phone pings and I see a message from Devaro saying he is waiting. I quickly grab my bag and rush from my room but I listen carefully for where the boys are. I slowly make my way down the stairs and I hear

her do this. She is putting her life in danger for a turf war. It's not worth it! I can't believe my father

more we try to protect her the further she will want

fear and in pain for so long. We just want to give her

feels like a prisoner!" Leo's voice grows slightly louder

hold on to her the quicker we will lose her." Jayden says, speaking for

go. She is ours." Asher says

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what he's saying. He is claiming me as if I'm theirs to. keep, but I won't be someone's property ever again. If they wanted me to be their girlfriend then that was one thing but possessing me was out Chapter 45 of

in my hands and walk right toward

but it's pretty clear that you just want me to be a thing for you to lock away and keep hidden. 1 am not something for you to possess! If you really think that then you are no better than my father!" I say standing in

to the bag in my hands. "Where are you going?" Asher growls out stepping closer to me. I take a step back

I was free of my father. You have built a wall of protection around me, but a fortress is just a prison with good intentions." I say

out and read another message from Devaro. "I need to go," I say and I turn to head for

I will come to you when I'm ready."

to head for the front door. and grabs my arm the same moment my hand grips the doorknob.

memories of my time living back

hell are you going Emma?" He asks tightening his hold

go!" Leo yells but

slight pain building beneath his hold.

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