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I stare unblinking into the eyes of my enemy and pull the trigger. The sounds of gunfire reverberated off the walls as I let the bullets fly. Pop. Pop. Pop.

“Triple kill,” the TV announces, but I was already moving before their bodies even hit the floor. I click a series of buttons on the controller with practised hands, where I aim; bloodshed follows.

Two kills away from beating my big brother’s all-time high score and only 60 seconds left on the clock, I failed to notice the bedroom door opening. If I hadn’t been sitting so close to the screen, propped up on my elbows, with the sound of gunfire reverberating all around me, I might have heard him coming. I might have had the time to roll out of the way before he could grab me.

But I had been foolish and assumed I was safe. What with the Eagles Wing hosting a party in the bar downstairs, the guys should have been too busy sucking face with their latest conquest to bother with me. A mistake I would not make again.

A high pitch breaks past my lips as I’m hastily dragged backwards by my ankles with one all-mighty tug, causing my arms to fall out from under me and my skull to connect with the hardwood floor. I had only enough time to turn my head to avoid a broken nose.

Pain like I had never experienced before throbbed down the right side of my face, and even my teeth seemed to sing with agony. I groan, blinking several times to clear my clouded vision. I was vaguely aware of someone laughing nearby, or maybe it was multiple people, but with the pounding in my head, it was nearly impossible to tell.

Before I could recover, my attacker flipped me onto my back and dropped my ankles with a thump that seemed to vibrate through my whole body—stealing a gasp of pain from my lips before I could stop it.

My bottom lip quivered with fear as my attacker crouched down beside me, his pine-green eyes gazing down at me with so much disgust it made me flinch. Samuel Waters.

I should have known it was him, my own fucking brother. Not once had Sam tried to hide the fact he despised me; then again, I’d probably hate me too if I were in his shoes.

If it weren’t for me, Anna never would have had a breakdown and left us. Daddy would have never needed to become a criminal to support us, and the Eagles Wing Motorcycle club might have never been formed. A brotherhood of murders, crooks and thieves, my brothers had been raised to lead. But not me. Never me. Simply because I had been born a girl with features resembling his beloved Anna, Daddy had protected me.

“I’ve told you time and time again, little sister, don’t touch my stuff,” he spits the words like the very idea of us being related sicked him, making tears prick at my eyes.

But Sam didn’t just intimidate me; he haunted my waking nightmares. Every inch of Sam’s six-foot-two frame was packed with hard-earned muscle, making his easily double my size. Sam’s skin was covered in tattoos that snaked up his arms and poked out the neckline of his tight t-shirt. His bottom lip was pierced with two black rings. His hair, like mine, was raven black, but while his was cropped short on the sides and longer on the top, mine was long and wavy.

But it was more than that. Something sinister lurked beneath Sam’s inked skin that took great pleasure from causing others pain. I wasn’t naive enough to think he hadn’t killed before and more than once if his reputation as a ‘butcher’ was to be believed. Sometimes I could have sworn that dark park of him gazed back at me with hunger like it could taste my fear.....

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