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Chapter 1 Three Gunshots

Word Count: 1150    |    Released on: 27/07/2025

seless

d onto her wrist, trying to pry h

. Your brother's a boy. He's more useful. They'll train him to beat peop

" I begged. "I promised my parents I'd take

idn't, my parents might just rise from their graves to c

dropped. It was my uncle. Lazy, useless, and joble

de?" Aunt Wi

er, my chest tightening. "Wh

calp just to break free. When I finally did, I g

demanded, this time star

gri

id him somewhere you'll never find. But if

t know how Aunt Wilma ever fell for a bastard like him. He

t poor child would've looked exactly like him. I'd seen his nieces and

nto your disgusting plans. He's just a c

then suddenly slapped me so hard my face

my uncle shouted as he rushed

vy and rough. He yanked my head back, and I could feel my neck

ne, trying to pry his fingers out

s. Got it?" my uncle snapped, th

times his heavy palm had landed. And when he final

After everything we've done for y

ain. The one that made

little brother over instead. You can keep working for us while he's off doing God knows what. But you? You're ol

g disgusting in his eyes. Like

soon. I told you not to hit her in the face, rememb

hed a shift at a real job. "She knows she can't do anything, but she still

massaging his shoulders like he was

kill, they'd bot

I didn't have a

ng. Save the drama for your new boss. Maybe you'll find what yo

*

amed Damian. He hadn't said a word to me

e. Another black car was following us. I felt like a politician's da

ed by towering concrete walls. It looked like the kind of

ansion. Massive, luxurious. I could only see the top floor from here, but it was enough to tell

out and follow me,"

kly, hurrying after him. The driver and the other men staye

gging you. I wo

fr

d pouring from his face and soaking his shirt. He was a mess, beaten half to death. In front of

four more men, w

" the man in the suit asked. His voice w

wife. Kids. They... they need

tilted his

bad luck that you

o the man on his

s cracked thr

man dropped l

d on instinct, like the

to the man

ht at me now, brow fu

d walking

caught in

ing to ki

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