Bad Move, Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob… Now Your Queen Runs It Novel

Chapter 7 Seaside City. The Wilder Estate back garden. Thalia's two kids were darting through the silk drapes and floral walls, laughing and playing tag in the sun. The butler was going over the final wedding details with Thalia. Everett stood to the side, watching the scene in silence. The sun was shining bright, it was a goddamn picture-perfect moment of domestic bliss. Just then, a servant led Everett's parents into the garden. His mother looked around anxiously as she walked. "Where's Skylar? Didn't she come back with you?" His father added with a smile, "Where's my little princess?

Come on out, Sky! Stop being mad at your uncle. Grandma and Grandpa have missed you to death!" Their voices drifted off into the air, met only by dead silence. Everett signaled the staff to take the kids away before turning to face his parents. lar didn't come back." The smiles vanished from his parents' faces instantly. His father's voice turned sharp. "Everett, what the hell are you doing?! You told us three days ago she'd call. How long has it been? Are you even trying to find her?!" Everett rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Skylar's just throwing a fit. She's off traveling somewhere.

I'll go get her once the wedding is over. Relax, she's fine." His mother looked at the wedding decorations, and her blood started to boil. She stepped forward and slapped Everett across the face. "Skylar has been missing for a month! Not a single word! The Jefferson loyalists are scouring the city because they can't find her, and you're here picking out flowers?!" His mother's words finally cracked Everett's composure. Skylar had actually been off the grid for an entire month. Whenever she'd been mad at him before, she never stayed away for more than twelve hours.

even with the cash she carried, it should have run out weeks ago. The air in the garden turned frigid. Thalia saw the tension and hurried over to play peacemaker. "Ma'am, please don't be upset. I'm sure Skylar is perfectly safe..." 11:12 Bad Move, Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob... Now Your Queen Runs It. 31.6% Chapter 7 "Shut up!" His mother cut her off with a snarl. "Who do you think you are, trying to butt into our family business?!" She turned her fury back to Everett. "Get to the Border. Now! I want to see Skylar before the sun goes down!" Everett didn't hesitate.

He barked an order to Vince. "Ready the private jet. We're going back to the border. Now!" The moment they touched down in Juarez, Everett hauled the camp boss, Dragon, into a room. "Where is Skylar?" Dragon blinked, looking confused. "Which girl?" Everett's eyes narrowed. "The girl Vince dropped off a month ago. Where is she?!" The second he asked, a cold knot of dread began to tighten in his gut. Dragon felt a sudden chill down his spine. He yelled for Cain. "The girl Vince brought in last month-Skylar. Where is she right now?" Cain answered without thinking. "I...

I moved her to the Golden Branch sector. Why? What's the problem?" The words "Golden Branch" made Everett's pupils contract. His parents froze where they stood. The Golden Branch sector-it was literally Hell on Earth. There was no humanity there. People were treated worse than livestock. It was the kind of place where you prayed for death and it never came. Everett felt a wave of nausea. He'd only sent her here to "learn some manners." Why the hell was she in Golden Branch? She'd never seen a drop of blood in her life. What if she was terrified?

They didn't waste another second, racing toward the Golden Branch sector. Night had fallen. Roars of cheering echoed from inside the local Coliseum. he moment they stepped inside, the stench of rot and blood hit them like a physical blow. Masked elites sat in the stands, screaming with excitement as they watched a girl in the cage trying to outrun a pack of starving wolves. The second Everett stepped into the arena, the crowd went dead silent. 11:12 Bad Move, Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob... Now Your Queen Runs It. 33.3% Chapter The VIPS parted like the Red Sea to let him through.

Everett walked toward the cage and saw her-a girl with heavy chains rattling on her limbs, standing alone against the wolves. She was naked, her skin a roadmap of agony, covered in deep scratches and puncture wounds. She looked like she'd been dipped in a vat of blood. The girl had her back to the entrance. Everett couldn't see her face, but his heart began to hammer against his ribs. The alpha wolf snarled and lunged. The girl scrambled to move. The moment she turned around, Everett finally saw her. It was Skylar?! (1) 904 ⊙ (0) 11:12 Bad Move. Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob...

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