Irreversible: The Hitman & The Heiress by Alexx Andria

Author:Alexx Andria [Andria, Alexx]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Alexx Andria
Published: 2017-04-23T18:30:00+00:00

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Charlie

My hero wasn’t exactly happy with the position he’d put himself in.

I guess I couldn’t blame him. Going up against Louie Davonte wasn’t the smartest decision if you wanted to keep your head on your shoulders or at the very least your fingers and toes intact.

But I wasn’t sorry.

I was desperate.

And desperate people clutched at the smallest blessings.

The sound of retching echoed in the small shitty apartment.

The place was a rat-hole, typical of a fighter’s pad. A weight bench took up a corner of the bedroom. A heavy bag hung from a retrofitted support beam with duct tape shoring up the most abused areas.

The smell of dirty gym socks rivaled the lingering odor of stale food.

No pictures, no sentiment anywhere.

It was all about training, getting harder, using every spare moment to get faster, more agile.

The man was thick, roped with muscle.

Tattoos crisscrossed his trunk and climbed his back.

Everything about him was big and intense.

I pulled the blankets closer, shivering, not because I was cold but I sensed everything about my life was about to change.

Damon.

The only reason I knew his name was because it’d flown out of Louie’s startled mouth right before Damon’s fist had crashed into his smarmy face.

God, that’d been beautiful. I would play that moment in my memory for years to come.

Assuming I lived that long.

That fucking pig had made my life a living hell since the day he set eyes on me.

Louie Davonte ran The Underground and he lorded his power over everyone beneath him like a spoiled king using the backs of peasants so his feet didn’t have to touch the dirt.

The biggest mistake I’d made was thinking he wouldn’t notice me when my brother Tommy started hanging out The Underground.

I was an idiot.

And Tommy’s death was on my shoulders.

I choked back the wave of anguish that always followed my grief over Tommy’s death.

I hated fighting, hated The Underground but I reserved the whitest, most dangerous hatred for Davonte.

I wanted him dead.

Someone had to make him stop ruining innocent lives.

And that someone had just appeared, bringing righteous fury with two clenched fists.

No one ever stood up to Davonte. Or, maybe I should clarify, no one had ever stood up to Davonte and lived to brag about it.

But there’d been fear in Davonte’s eyes when Damon had come for him. That was worth gold.

I needed this man. Whether he wanted to help me or not. He was already hip-deep in shit and the only way out was to fight to survive the hell that was coming.

I couldn’t do it without Damon.

I needed him — he didn’t need me.

I had to figure out a way to convince him that there was a reason he stood up to Davonte and if that didn’t work, I’d do whatever else it took to get him on my side.

And don’t fucking judge me for whatever I have to do because you’ve never walked in my shoes.

You don’t know the terror of watching someone you love more than life itself being beaten to death under the guise of a legitimate fight.

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