That's it.
I pulled my gun out, raising it to her bloodied face.
The cunt didn't even flinch.
Just as I was about to kill this slut, there was a gun shot.
And it didn't come from my gun.
We were under attack.
CHAPTER 33
Callas POV:
I pressed my lips to him, and I was so f*****g happy.
He made me almost as happy as fireworks.
I like fireworks.
He pulled me tight to me, and I trembled against him, I never wanted to let him go. I suddenly heard a gun shot, and froze.
Sinister cursed under his breath as a series of panicked voices erupted on his walkie talkie.
Everything flipped upside down.
Sinister threw me off of him as he got up, he began speaking fast Russian on the walkie talkie, demanding to know what was going on.
He pulled out his cell phone, dialed a number, said nothi
