After The Los Angeles Billionaires

arkness outside. I collapsed onto the worn couch, my legs buckling beneath me. Sam's face, illuminated by the faint glow of a

eets, each one bearing the name and image of a target. My gaze lingered on the gaps, where torn edges and scraps of paper hinted a

my secondary school bullies. Memorie

had made my life hell,by bullying me.Especially Emma Blackwood; she w

xt on our list. Her father, her relatives

my tension. "

deep breath. "Just r

tened. "We'll take ca

r's stern expression seemed to bore into me, while her mother's polite smile looked almost... fragile. But it was the photo of her brothe

hem down?" I asked, my

d. "Emma's father is well-connected," he said,

t with him," I said, my eyes locking onto the photo of Emma's bro

He glanced at the screen, his brow furrowing

g over the answer button. "The un

curtly. "L

tually stopping. The silence that followed was oppressive, but I broke it, m

hitting the ground was music to our ears. We divided the money, counting an

t in the air. "We did it!" I high-fived him,

joying the thrill of our success. Th

r. We drove to the club, the city lights shining brightly aro

of the car and walked toward the entrance. T

idn't care. We lost ourselves in the mus

g as we downed them. The music took over, and we lost o

tention. Breaking news flashed on the screen, the words "Pab

ed a knowing glanc

thought crept back in. Who was that

focusing on the moment. We

of the club, our arms wrapped around each other, holding each other up. The cool

t Sam's

ther, our chests heaving in unison. Sam's fingers brushed against my skin, sen

ld around us melted away, leaving only the sound o

It was as if we'd done this a thousand times before. Every t

desire building inside me, a growing ache that I couldn't ignore. Sam's

d understand. And in that moment, nothing else mattered. Only the feel of Sam's

warmth of his body next to mine. The only sound was our ragged breathing, and the occas

of the unknown person threatening us.The unk

ly above a whisper. "Sam, what

n a mask of calm. But I saw the flicker of

us?" I pressed on, my heart racing. "Wh

with intensity. "We'll find out soon enough," h

wn caller had already gotten under our skin, and I

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