Chapter32 TIT FOR TAT
Aira’s POV
“Aira Stone! Been a long time.”
The voice I’d know anywhere stopped me cold and the rope in my hand almost went crashing down. Poor Samantha.
And to top it all, Karma- you bitch, why are you not doing your job properly?
Why come and bite my ass only?!
Ughh.
“Hey fvckwit! I am sorry but what’s your name again?” I asked while turning around and putting on a ridiculously big smile on my face. I coyly handed over one of my rope ends to Jax and faced the fvcktard behind me properly.
Samantha better hurry now.
The insane number of snipers surrounding us might kill us any time.
Not to forget we were literally in the lion’s den.
We are so dead!!
“Marc. My flippin name is Marc!” he growled making me roll my eyes.
“Of course! Marc!!” I grunted. “So what are you doing here at this ridiculous hour?” I chatted away. I needed all the time that I could get, ok?
“C’mon Samantha! We need to get the fvck out of here,” I frantically mindlinked my sister who was going cautiously down the hell h

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