Raging by Andra-Cristiana Stan

Author:Andra-Cristiana Stan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Billionaire romance, Dark Mafia romance, Curvy girl romance, Angels and Demons, Contemporary romance
Publisher: Andra-Cristiana Stan
Published: 2021-04-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8 – Don’t Fuck With Me....

Selena’s POV:

FUCKING FUCK! THINK FAST, SEL! IN A SECOND!

I contract all the fibers in muscles that I have in my fucking body, use my feet to have his front as ground, like his chest area, and push myself to jump, while he’s landing over the next rows on his back, to land on him, standing, which I do, and when he lands, I jump again on a safe ground.

Oh, fuck.... Luckily I’m a trained bitch on everything.

Yeah, I’ve barely done all this. Not everyone can pull this off.... When you’re not one like me.... You simply can’t.

I’m shaking with all my bones at this point, as this usually happens when I’m in a bad shape and use my everything to deal with shit, especially at this extent.

My breathing is fucked, I have about 15% air in my lungs, and I’m bent, with my hands on my thighs to regulate my breathing, eyes closed. I’m so fucking out that I’m surprised myself I’m still able to stand and was able to do all that since I woke up till now.

Breathe, Sel.... Don’t fucking collapse.... You need to help Justin and the others.... Breathe, baby.... Oh! My heart is fucking me out! JESUS! At least we didn’t die or fractured something. Let’s be thankful for that.... And my babies are alright.... Yeah.... Inhale.... Exhale.... That’s it....

While doing all this, from behind, I hear cracking, like bones being put back together....

No, you don’t.... JUST FUCK ME! IS HE FUCKING TERMINATOR OR SOMETHING?! SON OF A FUCKING BITCH!

I get my phone out and call Viv while the fucker is probably standing up. I don’t fucking know or care. I’m walking between rows to reach where Justin is out on the floor, shot at refusal.

“Viv? Baby? Code Alpha-Red-279. Send the protocol here. Get the location from my phone. Ambulances with emergency equipment on. Roman Soles and his gang. Bye.” And I hang up the call, checking up Justin’s vitals.

He has pulse.... Thank God.... Justin bro is a badass motherfucker. But he’s without conscience. He’s lost a lot of blood....

“Justin!” I’m slapping his face. “Wake up, motherfucker! If you don’t wake up! I’ll kill you with my own fucking hands!”

And the other fucker from my back, at some distance, with a raspy voice....

“Have never seen one like you in my fucking life, baby.... Ha-ha! And you’re so damn hot.... Front and back....” I’m ignoring him....

I’ll slice you.... I’ll get a fucking sword and do my thing on you. Let’s see how you recover from that, fucker. When I’ll have you in pieces.... MUHAHAHAHA! I so love my craziness right now.... MUHAHAHAHA!

“Justin!” I’m shaking him by his suit jacket and shirt as I’m having my hands fisted on him. Wake up, bro.... Come on.... Don’t fucking kill my heart.... It’s already fucked. Though they claim I’m having a healthy one. Yes.... That’s it, bro....

He’s coming back, trying to breathe and open his eyes. The fucker is still there, giving space for this apparently.

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