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Chapter Twenty-One-
Chase lifted his water bottle to his lips and chugged what remained, using the back of his hand to wipe his mouth clean. “So, you want to spar?”
I shook my head, looking over my shoulder at Dad and Rage in the ring. “No, I want to fight. All out. I want to show what I can do.”
Chase ran his fingers through his light brown hair and smiled at me. “You don’t have to prove a point to him, Nev. He likes you as is.”
I rolled my eyes. “This isn’t for anyone. It’s for me. I want to see what I can do.” It was definitely a lie. I wanted to show Rage that I could protect myself from a legit fighter so that he’d trust me to help with his sister. Our situation wouldn’t get better until we saved Hannah, and she needed some convincing.
“I don’t know—I mean, we fight but never full force. Your dad doesn’t like when I fight you.”
“I don’t care wh
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Neveah hadn’t looked at me but once during dinner. Once her eyes fell to her plate, she hadn’t looked up. I wanted to get up, pull her into my arms and demand to know what made her so sad. “Did you have fun with Shelly?” I asked over the table, desperate for her to speak to me. Wes nodded and sipped his tea. “Yeah, what did y’all do? Buy anything? Do I need to hide when my credit card bill comes in?”Neveah gave a half-hearted smile. “Just some underwear. We went to Dallas to the mall and ice-skated.” Her eyes jerked from mine when she mentioned Dallas, and my blood went cold. “Sounds like fun,” I whispered.She nodded but avoided eye contact. “Yeah, a lot of fun.”Wes patted his stomach and stretched his arms behind his head. “I’m heading to the gym to do a little paperwork. You two okay to clean the kitchen?”I nodded. “Yes, sir.
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Mayday. I blinked several times at the text from Dante. The sleepiness in my eyes vanished, and a dose of reality soaked me. I pushed the covers from my body and dialed his number. After seven rings his voicemail picked up. I dialed his number again, and listened to my heartbeat until I got the voicemail. Nerves flooded me. What had happened? Had Denver found out I was alive? I pulled on a T-shirt and jeans, before heading out the door. When I stepped onto the ground I heard the backdoor slam shut. Wes charged down the steps with Neveah on his heels. “Daddy, please. Just stop.”Not now.Tears streamed down Neveah’s face as she grabbed at her dad’s shirt. “Stop, don’t.”Wes snatched from her grip, his eyes taking in the T-shirt she wore—my T-shirt. “Wes,” I said calmly. He jerked from Neveah and before I could counteract, he’d slugged me in the jaw. &l
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Oh no. Please, God. I wiped my cheeks of the waterfall of tears that coated them. Denver snapped his fingers and two armed men from outside, grabbed Rage underneath his arms, and pulled him over to the corner of the room. “Leave him alone!” I screamed.Denver’s chuckle sent chills down my spine. He watched them chain Rage to the wall with a smile on his face before turning to acknowledge me. His piercing blue eyes twinkled, his swim trunks hung low on his hips and the lack of compassion on his face hit me like a brick. “Sweet Angel,” he said. “I’ve got plans for you as soon as your buddy over there wakes up.”He walked toward me, grabbing my foot and yanked me toward him. Fear rushed through me when his finger trailed up the inside of my thigh. I slapped it away, thankful for the use of my hands. My feet had fallen asleep two hours before due to the heavy chains that tied me down.“Oh, don&rs
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