Fake Dating The Bad Boy For Revenge. 18+ novel Chapter 173

Chapter 173

LUCIEN’S POINT OF VIEW.

I killed the engine on my Harley and pulled out my phone. With a deep sigh, I hit call on an old friend.

“Hello.” His voice droned in after the first ring. He was always so punctual; it’s why I still had him around. “Who is this?”

The fucker was also wanted in at least five different top nations, and couldn’t risk being caught, so he had his digital footprint scrubbed every two minutes to hide any trace of his whereabouts. He probably knew I was the one on the phone, because who the fuck else would have his contact?

“It’s me,”

,” I said, staring at the video of Sloane and me on Killian’s phone.

“Ah, Lucien! What can I do for you?” He exclaimed, recognition hitting his voice. memory of the bruise on Sloane’s jaw, as well as the way she struggled to breath

didn’t return the enthusiasm; my rage was all I could feed on as the like she was in pain, flashed in my memory.

She tried to hide it; I could see the hesitation in her eyes, but she didn’t do a good job. I wouldn’t blame her, though. Nothing about her escapes my attention. The moment she came into my world, she became all I could focus on. It was like I was an addict, and she was my drug.

The irony of it all was amusing, because I hated addicts, but I might as well be one of them.

“There’s no time for fun and games, Allister. I sent a few coordinates to you, as well as a picture of a person. I want you to do exactly as I’ve instructed, and make sure to hack every single device he’s come in contact with, or any gadget that’s been in even a couple of meters from his phone, and other appliances. Additionally, scrub the internet of the video I sent to you.” I paused as a though crossed my mind.

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