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DAMON
It was one of the hardest things I’d ever had to do, telling the girl I’d caught feelings for, that she should do whatever it took to keep herself safe and get herself out of all this. My imagination was in overdrive just thinking of what she would have to do, the only thing that made it somewhat palatable was the understanding that none of the Ducanes or any other sick fuck would be touching her.
Blaze had made it known that he would be in charge of her from this point on, but it still didn’t help with the knowledge that she would still have to do things that would place her in compromising situations. Then there was the tone I’d initially taken with her. I told myself that I’d keep the anger in check, but when I heard her melodic voice come over the phone I couldn’t help it.
It pained me as much as it did her, but she’d ghosted me, and made me question everything. I’d been closed off to making myself vulnerable to another person, and had fought within myself when it came to her, and after I did decide to take the chance, it felt like she threw it back at me.
“Fuck,” I yelled as I pounded into the punching bag over and over. “Fuck, fuck fuck …..fuck.”
Every time I spoke I landed a punch. Nothing helped with the plethora of feelings that I kept bottled up. My sources had confirmed to me what Ax had suspected, Cian was more involved with this than I’d initially thought, and it was lucky for us that we’d caught up to his deception before he had a chance to blow everyone's cover.
He was now strung up in an abandoned warehouse, being watched by some of my men while I waited for Stryker to come down. I’d promised both he and Killian I’d wait for one of them to be present before I unleashed my special form of justice on him. We’d sent his burner phone back to Southport for Jonah to go through and retrieve anything we could use. The fucker was a deadman walking and he knew it.
There was two weeks before the tournament was due to start and during that time, there would be events that all contestants would be required to attend, events that I would be able to get eyes on my Princess, possibly even be able to get close enough to be able to extract her, and if that was the case I had to have an escape route planned and possibly a safe house to get her too.
There was a lot of unfinished business that needed to be taken care of beforehand and we were running out of time, thank fuck I had some great men within my ranks. It was easy to take a look at me and think I was a good for nothing prick, but I achieved everything I put my mind to and I wasn’t about to let that slide with this.
