Chapter 60 London air

KILLIAN POV

“Who’s this girl, son?”

Nana’s voice snapped my head up from my phone screen.

I closed my eyes, inhaling a sharp breath, and glared at her. “Mind your business, Nana,” I said, locking my phone.

I’d saved one of the pictures the slow, annoying brat had sent me two days ago—after c...

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