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Aiden's POV

I stood there, the weight of the bullet in my hand feeling like a heavy burden, pressing down on me with undeniable force. I felt both angers and fear deep inside of me, both crashing into one another and making my mouth turn sour.

My mind raced, trying to make sense of the situation. How could this be possible? How could someone have targeted me, and why?

I knew why, alright. Ricardo had every reason to want me dead. But I knew Ricardo very well, and I knew that he was a very cautious man. He would rather draw me out to the open and finish me off than come into my house, where he knew I'd have men surrounding him in no time.

It was what he'd done when he'd kidnapped Lily. He knew what she meant to me, and what I would do to have her back. He'd used her as common bait to draw me and my men to him, where he'd proceeded to stab me.

A cold shiver ran down my spine as I remembered my stab wound. Instinctively, my hand slipped upwards and touched that place just below my heart,