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ANGEL
RIVERA
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far from an angel. i'm the devil in disguise.
& the devil is coming for your pockets. brains
of the operation. heist king. club owner. #chief
@NovelHeartAngel quickly as I’d come, unbothered by the blood on my hands or throb in my knuckles.
I reach my SUV and climb in, casting a glance over at you as I reverse and whip us out apartment complex, wordless while I speed towards my own place]
@NovelHeartAngel mouth, turning the gun with a quick flip and slamming the butt of it across the side of his head.
He was unconscious then, knocked out cold, and I left him here to dream about how he’d gotten himself into this bullshit.
I haul myself up from the floor and leave just as —
@NovelHeartAngel words, my gaze locked on the bloodied man pleading for mercy he didn’t deserve. Grunting, I snatch my gun from my backside, resting the muzzle against his busted lip, daring him to move meanwhile]
@NovelHeartAngel face. I rain a flurry of thunderous punches, marveling in the sound of crunching bone, not sure whether it was his jaw or nose or eye socket that cracked first. But if I had it my way it would be all three]
You. Go get in the car.
[I don’t even look your way as I spit the —