Chapter 128

Marco spat blood and curses In one go.

"You... you're dead neat! And now you've made the rest of us dead neat, too!"

He was all wild eyes and trembling rage, but Alex just cocked his head, looking about as threatened as a bored housecat.

"That so?" Alex replied, voice flat, like he'd rather turn on his hee than waste another word.

"Stop!" Megan jumped to stop him, arms stretched wide like a rickety fence.

"You bastard! You dare mess with Jasper Drake? Do you have any clue what you've done? We'll all pay for this!"

Alex glanced from Megan to Marco, his expression as cold as a Janary wind.

"I don't care."

"But we do!" Sophia cried, voice shaking as she stepped closer.

"You've ruined us! Jasper's father won't stop at you; he'll come after everyone tied to you!"

"You'd better turn yourself and beg forgiveness," Megan warned, her voice trembling. "Don't take us all down with you."

"That's right!" Marco sneered, still hugging his battered nose, using Megan as a shield. "You must be out of your mind to hurt Mr. Drake's son."

A few murmurs rippled through the crowd, anxious whispers chasing one another like gusts of a gathering storm.

"He should've quit while he was ahead," someone muttered.

"Why fling that knife and drag us into his mess?" another chimed in.

The knot in Alex's gut tightened. He'd stepped in to protect Sophia and now they were treating him like a rabid dog.

Jason Paige-one of Jasper's toadies-threw his sneer into the ring.

status? The Drakes have both. They'll make you grovel

be ex-military and now Kingston's hired muscle. Not worth risking our necks over,"

should we

wind, and people began circling in, fear morphing into anger, then into

going, Sophia? He is trouble-nothing but it. Let's go explain ourselves to Jasper before that lunatic father of his

"But

at

it, Miss Sophia!" Megan barked, practically dragging her

the entrance, leaving Alex to face the growing hostility of the crowd

others closed in on Alex, muttering about how it would be

taunted with a smug grin,

guts, get on your knees and bow down to me! Maybe, just maybe,

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the like a fool! Hurry up and

a finger into Alex's chest, leaning

up, punk. Don't say I didn't give you a

on your knees and beg, maybe just maybe I'll consider helping you. But if you don't, well... don't

stayed silent,

palpable. "What does it matter if you know how to fight? Without power or status, you're

mockery. "Just a foot soldier. To people like me, you're

asked, his tone calm but carrying

only widened. "Playing with fire? Not only do I want to play with fire-I want to play with your life! Believe it or not, my money could turn your friends and family into your enemies. I'll show you what real despair

crossed Alex's face

shot out, gripping Jason's middle

Alex said, his voice low and

bent the finger backward, eliciting a scream of pure agony from Jason. The finger twisted unnaturally, pointing where it had no

howled,

you hit him again!" someone

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