Chapter 44 : Golden Bullets

Eden's POV Erik Donahue yanks me out of my corner by my bruising, fractured ankle. I release a scream so loud that he snarls for me to stop, and even then, I don't abide until he drops my wounded leg in mercy. My thigh is burned from rubbing against the carpet so hard and my labored breath is causing a throbbing in my throat. The Donahue head boss looms overhead, twitching with a handgun pressed casually in his palm. He eyes me carefully, as I keep a close watch on his pistol. The room, the yacht—the world is silent. "I knew you were rotten when I saw the bank robbery footage," he sneers, pacing around my shivering position on the floor. "I should have killed you then. Now, you've done nothing but stir up trouble. You turned my own damn son against me and have sent my ship into chaos." I stifle a reply, knowing if I piss him off right now, it will take nothing for him to kill me. Gunshots ring out downstairs, and I flinch on impulse, expecting one to pierce my body, but the