Camila

 

 

 

After pulling myself together, I hit the doorbell of Bianca’s apartment. She doesn’t have any idea what I did last night other than going to the car show with Pyke.

I hear a rustling sound from the inside when I ring the doorbell again. I take a deep breath and ready myself to her rant once she knows everything.

The door swings open, but to my surprise, it’s not Bianca—a tattoo of red dragon run from his hipbone to his pierced belly button down to his V that barely covered by his opened fly jeans. Both arms are covered with tattoos of different Celtics designs and Cyrillic scripts.

“Kill,...