Chapter 95 A KISS WON'T HURT

UNKNOWN’S POV

The metallic hiss of steam rose from the kettle as Matteo’s eyes followed the trembling hand he held. The water below glimmered with a red silent threat, and yet, to him, it wasn’t the kettle that mattered no, it was the control.

The way Shawn, no, the way Martin was wavering beneath...

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