Chapter 707

"Drop him, girl. Being with him is like dancing on a tightrope."

Elysia knew this message came from that mysterious dude who had a bone to pick with Tarin. He'd been gunning for Tarin's downfall, hoping to see him bite the dust!

She wasn't exactly Tarin's fan club president before they started dating. To her, he seemed like a walking disaster.

But now that Tarin was her main squeeze, she downright loathed the guy!

Her boyfriend's enemy was her enemy.

Elysia frowned, thumbing a rapid response, "Was that car wreck today your handiwork?"

The reply came swift, "Not me, but I've got the 411 on who did."

Elysia pressed, "Who?"

it's someone in your

knitted tighter. Someone

"But I'm zipping it on their details. Enemy of my enemy and all that jazz. Can't throw

on, "Just a friendly heads-up, your boy's like a black cat - bad luck follows him. There's a line of folks wanting to take him down. Jump ship while you

Elysia bristled,

whatever he is, I'm all in. Save your breath. Nothing you say is going to make me walk away!" Her message sailed

waiting for a reply that

stranger, and just before dawn, she finally

of Tarin, bloodied and battered, fleeing for his life with a mob hot on his heels - some armed

nearly caught up, Tarin

"No! Stop! Ahhh-"

the silence, waking her. Tarquin was right there, concern etched on his

her eyes welled up, and she collapsed into his

heart aching, held her close,

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