Shooting a Hot Billionaire - War Love Book 1

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oving my head a bit while scanning him, w

parents have died.... I don't have time for the protocol shit. Hit in the following, 'raven dark star'. What you get as results, that's fucking m

ont of me after this. "My respec

for my services. From my family, only Stevie found out, by accident, when he was 14, when I came home late at night, shot, bleeding. I couldn't cover it in front of him and had to tell him and to keep it a secret forever. Next day, I moved alone in a fucking apartment, to

wn." I cover my badge.

them and when I see mom and dad.... It fucking trashes my h

look like a stone, no emotion, no nothing. Inside, I

t the soonest. We'll keep in touch. Have an easy one." I leave him there shocked and walking out all angry, not waiting for him to sa

at me all hopeful.... I'm sorry, baby.... I'm so sorry....

go. He's going with me, wiping his tears with his hands and taking me with his right hand by my waist. He's getting stron

oing to do now?" What? He's looking in front, worn out and heartb

send him a look and

ding watery eyes and grabbing my right hand. "Please, Viv.... Take me with you...." I won't leave you alone, kiddo.... You're my only family left....

t you guys...." And look what fucking happened.... SHIT! I caress his hair, and he releases

What? I look at him, but he's hesitant to te

re's a collateral." I break the car mid road at this point. Wh

lost eyes at me. Don't make me nuts....

wallows hard. Fucking tell me alrea

nd the investment is failing. They were last night to get another investor to back up the monthly payments as they're a few months late. The investor is

'm losing my

couldn't tell you as dad interdicted me to.... He said he'll deal with it before reaching to you.... But now he's dead

had the worst day of my entire fucking life. Nothing compares to seeing your own loved ones in such a state and dead.... And you can't do anything about it, just cry and have your heart torn into pieces.... I have no soul left, no heart, no nothing.... The only thing that anchors me

iends and business clients and associates who came to present their condolence

since the death of our parents, and I have no lead to the ones who murdered them. It's

ransfers to me and Stevie. The collateral? It's going to be discussed today as well. I have no problems over that. It's not fucking legal. They can't do shit to me. The lawyer has the contract over that a

re.... Let me droll on the pillow some more.... "Sis! The lawyer! It's today!" Stop yelling! I'm sleeping, not deaf! "Sis.... Come on.... Wake up...." I'll beat your fucking ass.... You go.... You said you're a man now.... Go and be a man and let your sister sleep.... I'm making the money and you go a

m reading the message. 'Meeting. I need

'll be there. 8 pm.' "Another mission? Viv? You worry me with all this.... You were last night

dressed up, in a suit. He's one grown man. Stevie is tall with dark chocolate wavy short hair, we share same eyes, and well-built

and stroke his shoulder. "Thanks for the coffee." I take a sip, give

cking kid in my eyes... Baby bro.... He's yelling at

, tailored to my body, a pair of black jeans leggings type, a black leather jacket within my waist, my flat black leather shoes, have some BB-cream on my face, and I'm

come back to sleep some more.... I can't fucking k

hrough this hell as well. Everything connected to ou

.... It's all.... Puffed...." He breaks into laughter. I'll beat your ass if you laugh one more time.... Tr