Chapter 67 Chapter 67

Massimo 

My threats unnerve an even-keeled, prissy son of a bitch like Marco. He swallows hard, his Adam’s apple shaky, though he keeps his finger on the button.

Apparently, it’s dawning on him that if he does push this button, he’ll be starting an immediate war he’ll be in the thick of.

“Massimo...

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