Page 5 of Vengeful Union

I have to go back to the reception, warn Da, get Gray, something.

But I’m paralyzed, and I can’t quite get my legs to move for a moment.

When I finally can, I take a step back and a twig cracks.

Shit, shit, shit!

I turn to run.

Suddenly, the world goes dark around me, and I start suffocating as I’m being pulled back.

With what I assume is a bag over my head, all I can do is listen as a vehicle stops really close to us and I’m shoved inside.

Someone mutters something to the driver as the door slams shut with me inside.

“That was easy. She fell right into our laps.”

I recognize that voice. Oscar Murphy, one of Niall’s nephews.

I don’t let despair settle over me. I just keep listening, hoping they say something else, but it goes quiet in the van.

I’m pissed off, anger boiling in my blood, but more than even that, I’m afraid.

I’m now at the hands of our worst enemies.

I was just despairing over my future. But things are even worse now.

Because chances are I don’t have one.

I might not make it past tonight.

And as sad as it is, my biggest regret Is that I will die without ever having the chance to fall in love.

Chapter Two

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It’s onlynine-thirty in the morning, and I already want to go home.

I sigh, looking up from my desk at my secretary, who is slowly closing my office door.

“What do you want, Cassidy?”

“You know what I want,” she purrs, all but crawling over the desk to get to me.

What the fuck?

I stand up.

It’s not that Cassidy isn’t my type. She very much is, in fact, with her slim waist and round hips.

But I don’t fuck people at the office. I never have. I’m the professional, by-the-book type–which is unusual given who my family is.

Not that I’ve talked to any of them in months. Years.

Not even with my sister, Bree. Though that’s my fault. She reaches out here and there to check up on me, but I tend to never return the favor.

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