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I grab whoever is holding me for dear life, desperately trying to fight them—or warn them—but my breaths are coming out ragged as my body is growing rigid by the second.
“Sweet Precious Gem.”
Three words are all it takes to suddenly cancel my fight-or-flight mode. My body completely stills as I strain to hear that deep voice once again despite my loud, vigorous breaths.
“You’re safe with me.”
I feel the tears escaping my eyes and rolling down my cheeks while my death grip loosens ever so slightly.
“S-S-S…” I can’t say the word. I’m struggling to speak. “H-Hate… him! H-H-HATE!” I feel it coming now, any moment.
Only a few seconds.
“I know.” His voice is like a haunting serenade. “Shhh, Amóre. Leave it to me and play your final role in our grand scheme. Follow my clues, and I promise you’ll be right where you deserve when it’s all over.”
The most frightening part of his words is that I believe him.
Yet, the innocent child deep within is still frightened of betrayal…
“Pr-Pr-Proof.” It’s the only word I can fathom as a wave of prickles rushes through me. I take a deep breath, preparing for the inevitable, but I fight with everything in me to open my eyes just slightly. My vision is blurred by light for a moment, but a shadow comes into my view.
A hand?
The back of a hand displays something far too similar and detailed to think it’s but an illusion. It’s still raw, with specs of blood, but the image hits me hard as I allow myself to accept that this individual right here really wants to see my end.
To witness my survival… even in the midst of the shadows.
“Everything will be ready,” he assures me, and his voice is fading by the second as my body begins to shake uncontrollably.
I fight to hear every word that leaves his lips before my consciousness is lost in the clutching darkness.
“Trust me, Eva. I’m only a call away.”
With those words, whatever happens when I wake up, I’ll find the path to victory.
36
LEARN TO PLAY DIRTY IN THIS WORLD
~DOMINO~
We lost…
Not only that, but I didn’t get one fucking sponsor. Not a single individual in the sea of fans and investors thought I was worth giving a shot, despite my skillful performance on the ice.
My team was shit tonight. I was the one pulling as many shots as I could to catch up on the leaderboard. Not all of them hit the goalie net, but I did so much more damage than our own captain. If I was captain of the team, we never would have lost our first game, especially against those cocky Joaquin fuckers.
Taking a few deep breaths, I tighten my hold on the steering wheel as I turn onto the private road toward the mansion. When my phone rings, I let out a huff of frustration at the name on the screen.
What the fuck does he want?
“I’m in a shitty mood, Zander. Unless you’re losing your marbles, don’t fucking bother me!” I snap with the intention of hanging up.
“Where is she?”
I pause in pressing the red button on the steering wheel because of the deadpan tone of Zander’s that tells me he’s far from “losing it.”
He’s fucking surpassed that stage.
