that I’d spent my whole life with, the girl that I’d loved as a sister our whole lives, I knew that girl was gone. In her place I saw a woman who was broken and full of hate. The girl I loved was gone, hardened by death, hate, and pain, her sweetness turned black.

“Well, sweet sister, do you mind if I call you that? I mean, after all, we are sisters.” My eyes flew wide as I tried to remember what had happened before I passed out. It was all a blur. “The look on your pretty little face tells me you have no clue what I’m talking about. Ohh goodie.” Gia sat on the bed and grabbed for my hand, but I jerked it away. “Let me be the one to crush your perfect world. You might not get a kick out of it, but I’m pretty sure I will. I’m looking forward to seeing the reactions on your face.” She jumped up again.

The guy with her stepped forward, but I still couldn’t make out his face. “Gia, come on. Quit dragging this out. They’ll be coming for her. We need to split.”

Gia glared. “We have time.” She turned back to me. “Hmm. I guess I can give you the short version. That way we can move along with my plan.” She tilted her head. “My slut of a mother and your, I mean, our father, they had a beautiful love affair. One especially heated night, our father knocked up my mother. Then they pawned me off on my dad. Kept the lie buried deep. Until the day I got sick. My “parents” thought I was sleeping, but their argument woke me up. My pseudo dad was looking at my chart where it gives important health information in case of an emergency.” I gave her a quizzical look, not really sure where this was going. “Did you know they put blood type on there? Anyway, both of my parents are type A, so when dad saw I was O positive, well, you can guess his reaction.” Her eyes turned black with fury.

I tried to sit up, rage and denial pumping inside me. “No. You’re lying!”

Gia smiled. “Oh no, I’m not. When my dad passed away from his heart attack, I thought I could deal. After all, I had a second father. Mom begged me not to tell Sal I knew. She was afraid it would destroy your perfect existence.” Her face twisted. “She didn’t care if my family was destroyed!”

She stood there staring at me as my mind tried to comprehend all of it. But the effects of the drugs still in my system were clouding my thinking. Just as I was about to say something, she started talking again.

“So, I decided to wait for my opportunity. Then I met this guy when I went to visit my family out in Jersey. He was perfect,” she said, a faraway look in her eye. “He introduced me to some people and we started planning. By this time, you’d met Dom. And honestly, I was sick of how perfect your life was. How Sal would make sure nothing dirty ever touched his princess. I was done with playing the best friend, so Ernie and I, we got some other players involved. Everything was perfect until your boyfriend and his merry band of biker trash got involved. Then everything went to shit and they killed him!” Her voice raised, emotion taking over.

A pounding on the front door caused Gia to pause. She looked at her watch. “Damn, my story will have to be put on hold for a while, sweet sister. I have someone here to see you.” A malicious smile crept across her face and she licked her lips. “John’s been waiting a long time for this.” She said in a sing song voice, heading to the living room and closing the door behind her.

Her words sent a chill radiating through me, past my bones and into my soul. Panic and terror rose fast as I scrambled on the bed, looking for a way out. One word echoed in my head. John!

The drugs finally started to wear off, and I realized I was tied down. I pulled at the restraints, trying to free myself, just as the bedroom door was kicked open.

35

Dom

Racing to the apartment, my mind was on one thing. Getting Jules out of there. After that, any fucker who’d touched her would die.

I slammed my fist into the dash of the truck as Viper drove. “I will fucking kill her! I don’t care what people think about me killing a woman! That bitch is going to die painfully.”

Gia had my girl, my angel, my lifeline. I was sick of people trying to break her. When Viper pulled up, I jumped out of the truck before it stopped. Racing up the stairs, I spotted some fucking wannabe biker guarding her door. The little prick was from the club in Jersey where Ernie came from.

I saw him before he saw me, and by the time it registered I was there, my knife was already at his throat.

“Fucking scream or alert anyone I’m here, and I will slit your throat from ear to motherfucking ear!” I growled between clenched teeth. The piece of shit pissed his pants. “What the fuck!” I shook my head and looked over to see Ezra and Viper coming up the stairs. Handing him over to Ezra, I said, “Take this shit stain back to the compound and put him in the shed. I’ll deal with him when I’m finished here.”

Ezra gave a quick nod, then walked the guy down the stairs as Locke and Tech made their way up.

Viper stood tall beside me. “We got your back, brother.”

I nodded. “Let’s do this shit.”

I pounded on the front door, hoping she was dumb and hadn’t caught on that we knew about her yet. When she answered, the look on her face told me

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