Pedaling her bike against the biting wind, Kolonia’s face had once per year so the
license,” she grumbled to becoll
Aubree tightened her jatket against the chill, completely oblivious to the red haired fie asgering out from the bar the pet paced
Jacob’s bloodshot eyes Incked onto the retrating figure. Before his atcofel elmeted mind could process at was happening, he’d zindey were dete his motorcycle and mared off in purssit.
Jacob thought to himsell, Well, I hadn’t even gone looking for her yet, and the just felt right into my las.
Nubree, huh? So you’ve got some so called connection with Bowen, Well, that paltry little acqualelance won’t mean a damn thing in
The roar of a motorcycle engine suddenly erupted beside Aubree’s ear. Before the could even identify the rider, a tekstur shot past then, a brike skidded sideways, abruptly blocking her path
Everything happened in a split second–Aubree had no time to brake and crashed head on into the motorcycle’s front.
The impact sent Aubree reeling
Aubree barely managed to steady herself, narrowly avoiding an
an embarrassing faceplant. “What i
I hell is wrong with you?”
Jacob didn’t even care about his motorcycle, reeking of alcohol, his bloodshot eyes fixed on her. He drawled menacingly, “Well, well, if it isn’t Aubren Long time no see.”
“What do you want?” Aubree demanded. He’d been digging into her past
Jacob scoffed, “What do I want? Wasn’t it obvious last time? Stop playing dumb. You’re just kicked out by the Wilson family–how the hill – did you suddenly get so capable?
“Looks like you’ve already been passed around by Bowen and Alvin. I’m from the Timberlake family. Do you know my sister She’s mamed to Bowen older brother. Even Alvin has to call me uncle. Stick with me, and I’ll treat you right.”
“Are you out of your mind!” Aubree was genuinely taken aback by Jacob’s family connections.
No sooner had Aubree fallen out with Bowen than she ran straight into Jacob, hitting on her. She thought to herself, “Just my luck.”
Most importantly, even in her previous life,
knew that Bowen deeply respected his elder brother, and, by extension, ha sister–in-l
To make matters worse, there wasn’t a soul in sight.
Aubree thought to herself, Jacob is drunk–he might not actually be able to overpower me.
The drunken man stappered close, reeking of alcohol. Aubree’s muscles tensed. Seiring the opportunity, straight into Jacob’s face.
Jacob clutched his face, howling in pain. “Fuck When I get my hands on you, you’re dead meat.”
Aubree didn’t hesitate–she bolted.
lashed out with her backpack, slamming it
“Tuck.” Jacob lunged forward in pursuit, but just as he moved, a blinding beam of headlights suddenly cut through the darkness. Instinctively squinting against the glare, he heard the sharp clunk of car doors opening nearby.
The next moment, a powerful kick slammed into him sending him sprawling to the ground.
Aubree fled without a backward glance, completely unaware of the violent scene unfolding behind her.
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Jacob scrambled to his feet, chitching his sore ast. “Who the fork just tacker punched me?” he posted. But when he finally saw the three huffing mac closing in, his blood turned to ice–he was scared out of his wits
“Did I piss anyone off lately?‘ he wondered. Before he could even process it, Ethan, Samson, and Zachary instantly swarmed him and started beating the crap out of him.
Jacob shouted, “Agh. Who the hell are you guys?. Do you even know who I am?”
tout his identity, then suddenly froze. “Wait. Isn’t this the guy who punched me last time he thought Aren’t
Jacob scrambled for cover, about to shout out they Bowen’s right–hand men?
Ethan sneered, “Huh? Cat got your tongue? Who the hell are
Lare you?”
Samson barked, “Think you can get drunk and harass a girl?
7 Beat the crap out of him.”
Ethan and Samson traded taunts as they beat him, each blow landing harder than the last.
Zachary stayed silent, only grunting in acknowledgment as his blows grew heavier.
He who I am. I’m Jacob Jacob’s pleasure–seeking, frail frame was no match for the three–man
“Fucking stop. Ethan, Samson, open your damn eyes and see
beating, and he kept howling in pain.
“Huh? They stopped?” he wondered,
The moment Jacob bellowed, the rain of punches abruptly stopped.
“Now they’re scared, huh? Too late, Jacob thought with a chilling sneer, Just wait till see Bowen make sure he makes those bastards pay dearly!
Before Jacob could straighten up, a powerful kick slammed into his gut, sending him flying three feet backward. “B–Bowen?”
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