The Girl He Craves

The Girl He Craves Chapter 186

Christopher’s pov

Dad managed to disarm the guy and calls me over as the guy’s shirt quickly soak with his blood.

“Find out who sent him.” Dad grunted as he opened the door and held the guy in a choke hold.

“How am I suppose to do that if you’re choking him!” I yelled and looked around.

Someone must have heard those gunshots. There’s no way no one would’ve heard.

Unless everyone leaving in those buildings are deaf.

“Get his phone.” Dad urged as a soft ping sound comes from the guys now lit up pocket.

He’s groaning in pain, coughing up his own blood but still struggles.

“If I were you, I’d stop struggling boy.” Dad hissed in his ear and nudged his chin to the guy’s pocket.

“Hurry up Christopher so we can get out of here.”

I quickly took out his phone.

“Fingerprint.” I grumble, fighting with the guy to grab his hand.

When I do, I pinched his finger and placed it on his screen. The phone unlocks and I quickly tapped on the text.

“That asshole! I knew Aiden was behind this shit!” I sneered as I read the messages between Aiden Xavier and the guy.

“Fuck!” I roared and slammed my fist on the jeep roof.

“What is it!?” Dad looked at me.

I shook my head, running my fingers through my hair in frustration. “He had this piece of shit follow us.” I pointed at the guy who looked like he was about to pass out soon. Or maybe he was about to die.

he deserved

passed security at your place. Took photos of us fucking Lillian.” I sneered, slamming my

he send it

I nod.

and slammed his

groaned, nursing his

but also confused on what

down at the phone again and scrolled down. There’s a

around. It was still quiet and the streets were still dead. There were no sounds of sirens so no one had called the

to him,” Dad

back to his and looked at the guy who seemed

“What? Are you crazy!?

angry eyes snapped to mine furiously. “Just fucking

roared, pushing the

the door closed

to him, he’ll see what we’ve

guy he sent was easily taken down by us. That should scare him off a bit. He’ll not want to

posting those photos online or he might give them to the media. Either way we are

Who do you think controls the media? Why do you think I had been in Russia for a few weeks? We

sure hope you know

chin at the phone. “Text him back and give him the

Aiden’s pov

the floor,

sickening. I hated the stench. But

on the line. Keeney was fighting for his life

underestimated those Muralo sick

pacing for a second?” Mitch

be worrying him even

down on

I told him to call my dad to make sure they

Tenney’s phone to text me the

Christopher. Who knew how