Her Sweet Revenge (Sequel; His Sweet Victim)

oing to be sick. I couldn't take my eyes o

y her. I would know that smi

Ava's daughter, there was no doubt,

her

ke mine, maybe a shade

s glued to the spot, my mouth dry as the Sahara Desert, all t

ill looks s

to the little girl. She thanks the person behind the counter with a sweet, breatht

and o

off her face, and is repla

hy does she l

r own, and I started

that color of lipstick on her, it made her look all the more tempting, paired with her white, strapless summer dress

ch out to her, feel her skin against mine, kiss her until I passed out. Air? What the hell was air? Who the hell neede

ards her. Before I could get a foot closer, she pic

e, and was gone. I tried to run after her, but there are too many people, a

the area where I had left Amber, though I have a feeling she wasn't there anymore, and was wandering around looking

car-seat. I rush after her, and I already know she senses my presence. I see her back tense when I s

e, and my heart is pounding in my chest. I missed her voice so

etting over the fact that she is here, right in front of me. I hav

o get my daughter home to bed." She stops su

her dau

on't allow her this time. I move faster than her, and I pin her lightly agai

he cries, and gestures to the wide-eyed

l her shudder underneath me, and it makes my body

embling, and I'm afraid I hurt or scared her. I let go of her

like this? What makes you think I'm letting you go so easily?" I stare directly into her eyes, wanting her to kno

s holding so many emotions, I wasn't sure which one

o push me away a little and get around to her car. Just before she closes

to her through the crack. She bites her lip, in the nerv

is her name?" I ask, and look to the little girl, now sound asleep in the back. Ava glances

to keep me o

door, and backs up as quickly as she can. Before her car disappears completely,

*

a, and a week since I met Amber. It was quite the shit show, after I had eventually found her at the carnival, and explained

ave her cancel the whole arranged marriage crap. My mother was in my office the next morn

ast bit attracted to her. That isn't due to a certain green-eyed beauty. Eve

e least number of people are huddled around. Not moments after I have sat down, the

in for a hug. "How have yeah been, mate? I was quite surprise

ver the map now a day, I don't

me a curi

oking for her, are y

give up this wild chase, it's been three years. She's an adult now and probably out on

d her,

his face and his mou

ou actually found her? Withou

ow little fait

her. She was just standing there, like she appeared right in front of me. I c

if to silently ur

ild with her,

ks rapidly at me. He went to open

e you sure it was her daughter? And not like a

like she regretted it the moment she told me. I asked what her name is, just before she left. She named her Emily, " I

nother curious a

thought you would be upset, she has a kid with

ut knowing Lucas, he sees right through it. It's not long

then – mate! Why did you never tell me this? I'm your best friend, we're suppose

the fact that she was gone, and I needed to get her back. I didn't even r

you know she's your dau

ost the exact same eyes as me. It makes perfect sense, if

ask Ava yourself?

n the parking lot. "That's easier said than done. Anyw

e says and lifts a brow. "I'm assuming you

smart as al

of the CIA due

ing a way to boast about his new job. I

t you need

to the picture, before slidin

nse plate, and find out every

n't need to ask who the license plate belongs too

h my coffee and think the day over. It has felt like everything that has been hovering above me, my da

mile tug at my lips, at the thought of the secret fami

akes, I will