Page 182 of The Counterfeit Lover


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The screeching sound of a tire resounds through the air as a Jeep bursts inside, more bullets raining down on us. And just as reinforcements are about to arrive, the Jeep crashing into another car and sending it flying right in front of the exit, jamming it and making it so no one can come into the parking lot from that route.

Chaos ensues. I can't even tell how many more people appear, but more and more bullets start flying around, the Jeep driving at full speed inside the parking lot and using another machine gun to shoot at the row of cars.

My eyes go wide as I realize we need to move. Fast. Instinctively, I push Noelle under one of the cars just as I roll in after her.

The bullets rain on the pavement next to us. If we'd been there…

Her hand grasps mine as she squeezes.

"We'll get through this," she whispers.

"Of course we'll get through this," I assure her. "I'm not going to let anything happen to you, pretty girl."

"What about the others?"

"I'm sure Vlad can handle it. Sisi, too. It's just…"

"Venezia that could be in danger," she completes my thought.

I nod grimly.

"She's pregnant, Raf," she tells me, her voice filled with pain. "She's going to have your brother's child."

Though my body is already in fight mode, I can't help but tense at that piece of news.

"Are you sure?"

She nods.

"Nothing's going to happen to her—to them," I promise her. Somehow, I'll make sure of that.

"She doesn't deserve any of this. She—theyare innocent in everything," she speaks fervently, her eyes begging me to do something—protect them too.

And by God, I don't think I could deny her anything.

So I simply move closer—as close as I can considering my big frame and the small space we're currently inhabiting. Tilting my head, I bring my lips to her forehead.

"Stay put,please. You're safe here."

She's quiet for a moment before she reaches for my sleeve, gripping it tightly.

"Don't you dare die on me, Rafaelo Guerra. I could never forgive you," she adds in a low voice.

"I promise you," I kiss her again, taking her mind off the vagueness of my words. Yes, I promise, but I never tell her what.

Handing me her gun, she gives me a tender look before she lets go of my hand. I quickly roll over, knowing that if I don't do it now, I'll never be able to leave her side.

As I stand up, I see Vlad on one side engaged in a shoot off with one of the guys, while Sisi is doing the same a few cars down. I don't spot Venezia, though, so I have to hope she's hiding under a car like Noelle.

This time, though, I know I can't just sit around waiting for them to make the first move.

The Jeep is rounding the corner and before they can spot me, I run at full speed towards it. Just as one man notices me, aiming his gun towards me, I jump, landing on the hood, my hand on the barrel of his gun as I point it in the other direction when he shoots.

Immediately, his foot connects with my shoulder as he tries to push me off. Holding on even tighter, I concentrate all my strength in my arm as I pull on the gun, the man losing his balance and falling off the car. I have a hard time holding on, especially since the surface is slippery from the water. But just as I push myself up, I find myself face to face with the guy wielding the machine gun from the roof of the car.

He gives me a wolfish smile as his finger tightens over the trigger.

In a split of a second, I swing myself off the car and to the side. But it's not enough. Compared to the first gun, this one has a tripod that makes it easier for him to change direction as he wants.

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