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Devoured By His Enemy Eyes   Mallory BricksÂ
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Devoured By His Enemy Eyes   Make Em Pay
Mallory Bricks I step into the room crammed with exceptional artworks youâd think were forged from years of practice and finesse but they all pale to the background the moment I spot Jojo. She's standing stark naked in a dark corner of the room, holding a bloodied pocket knife to her left wrist. âJo!â I call but I'm too late. Again. The knife cuts into her flesh, swiping through, from edge to edge and blood gushes out of the broken skin. She slumps to the floor and I rush towards her, dragging her into my arms. âWhy! Jo, Why would you do this?!â I scream, dread and panic coiling to form a deep knot inside my stomach. âI'm⌠so⌠tired⌠of⌠being⌠uselessâŚâ She mutters, her eyelids drooping with each word. Red crimson forms a bloody pool around us. My fingers slide to her neck and I feel her pulse getting weaker and weaker. I canât let her eyes close. I can let her eyes close. I can't let them close. What'd I do? What'd I do? My hands rake through my hair, tugging hard at the
Devoured By His Enemy Eyes   The Problem
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Devoured By His Enemy Eyes   Doc
Jeremy's POV âWe have a problem.â Kai announced this almost thirty minutes ago and we're still waiting for him to spit the problem out. âWhat's the problem, Kai?â Nev grates out, holding an ice pack to his swollen eye. âActually, we have two problems, right now.â âAnd we still don't know the first.â I deadpan, washing my bloody face in the bathroom. In addition to my older injuries, I got four cracked ribs, a shifty jaw I fixed back in place, three loose teeth, and a bleeding ear. Malakai herded us to his house in a bid to relay his urgent news but so far he's been stuck on his computer, typing away with furious accuracy. âSomeone hacked into my system,â Kai says with a slight smile. Nevi sits up. âWhy aren't you bothered about this?â I probe. âBecause our secret hacker is none other than Mallory Bricks.â âYeah, we already guessed that,â Nev says with a grim expression. âThe question is, do you know what part of data she hacked into?â He swivels the office chair towards
Devoured By His Enemy Eyes   Welcome back
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Devoured By His Enemy Eyes   The Resolution
JOJO'S POV My eyes perform a slow appraisal of him as they hungrily sweep from his boot-clad feet through his black jeans and his black turtleneck to the tip of his inky black hair. He looks like a spy. A delicious spy. Come on Jo, it was just sex and one that ended horribly at that. Tell that to my stupid heart that has been racing since he stepped into the room. I clear my suddenly dry throat and fix him a glare, my words biting. âWhat are you doing here, Vongov?â His eyebrows pull upward and he puts out his hands in surrender, âI came to talk.â âHow did you even know I was here?â He takes his time answering by slowing his gait as he reaches the table by the window and picking an unpeeled apple. âA bit of gossip from the right sources.â He bites into the apple and my mouth waters at the sight. Get a fucking grip, Josephine!!! He left you bleeding on a work table with only a dusty sheet to comfort you after brutally breaking your hymen. I adjust my position, sitting cros
Devoured By His Enemy Eyes   Detective Burkely
The telephone rings, disturbing the peace of the quiet office, jerking me up from a dreamless sleep as I throw my two hundred and seventy-eight pounds of body weight around the recliner chair to find balance. Reports and files are scattered everywhere and are on every available surface of the cheap mahogany table. Even my name plate sits inside one of the drawers collecting dust in line with how many years I've been sitting on this case. I flip on the desk light and it blares into my blood-rimmed eyes, shooting straight for my brain and giving me an instant headache. The telephone continues ringing, contributing to the throbbing effect in my head and I pick up the damn thing. âWhat?!â I snap into the phone while reaching for the half-empty bottle of bourbon on top of a stack of old files. âBurky, did I wake ya?â My partner, Steve Robertson, and old friend teases into the telephone. He's never in a good mood whenever he resorts to teasing. âThis had better be good, Steve. What'
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