Haunting-Adeline

Sea le’s mafia. But they’re ants compared to the fucking dinosaurs walking
around in this city.
I’ve le them alone because there are much bigger fish to fry than lowlife
criminals who think they’re crime lords. Their threat to humanity is
minuscule compared to the people I track and kill, and un l they start
trading in more than just powder, they’ve never been on my radar.
Un l now, that is.
There’s no stopping Addie from opening her mouth and telling the cops
she has a stalker. Doesn’t ma er that I’ve destroyed all evidence of her
police reports.
And if the Talaverra’s get wind of that, they’ll kill Addie for something
way out of her control. It doesn’t ma er that the family has enemies. Any
possibility will be eliminated when they find that the heir of the Talaverra
empire has been murdered.
So tonight, I’ll rid Sea le of the li le pests that have been congrega ng
so I can focus back on the bigger things. Making Adeline mine and
dismantling the pedophile rings.
I crack my neck, storm over to the front door, and bang my fist into the
wood as hard as I can. I pour all my anger into it, not giving a fuck if I crack
the wood beneath my fist. Just like the night that small dick asshole was
here. Running out of the house naked with only one sock on, cursing
Addie’s name.
I was relieved to see Addie kicked him out herself. It was the only reason
I didn’t kill him that night. But it doesn’t mean I didn’t cut out his tongue
for the names he called her.
She s ll isn’t aware of that since I ran him out of town and forbade him
from contac ng her again.
I duck back in the shadows beyond the porch.
I know Archie’s type. He’ll come storming out, ever the savior for the
damsel in distress. Ready to take on the big bad wolf like he’s not the old
granny about to get eaten.
Really, he’s just a rabid fox posing as a wolf. His bite hurts, but nothing
compared to that of a real predator.
Right on cue, Archie whips the door open, his hands wrapped around a
gun.
“Come on out, fucker. I know you’re out there.”