*Levi*
Christian's smile unfolds effortlessly, as if it's the most natural thing in the world for him to point a gun at Natalie's head. His voice, rich and throaty, sends a shiver down my spine. "Well hello, gentlemen," he greets, his words laced with a chilling familiarity. "Natalie was quite thrilled about the prospect of our little reunion, weren't you, baby girl?" He lays a hand on her shoulder, a gesture so cold and devoid of feeling it makes her tense up, her breath catching in her throat.
Natalie remains silent, her lips pressed tightly together, a testament to her fear and defiance. Yet, her eyes track every move I make as I advance slowly into the room, positioning myself between two couches that sit perpendicular to the desk. Jax and Mallon, my steadfast companions, flank me o
