-Tamara's P. O. V.-
This was bad. This was even worse than bad, this was a f*****g disaster. Everything I've been working for, everything I was building from scratch was crumbling down before my eyes.
From all the people around why did Abi have to blab my nickname in front of her nosy Mate. She should have known better, she should have held her guard around him. But noo, let's spill the beans and see what happens next. So here we are in my office with me pointing a gun at my pregnant sister.
"Move Abi." - I ordered.
"No! Whatever it is we can figure it out. And I won't let you hurt Sig." - she cried.
"This is all your fault, and trust me he's already as good as dead, compared to what Blaise will do to him, I'm being merciful here. Don't you understand that Sig will be probably tor
