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Evren’s POV
“So you're telling me you had the opportunity to murder him, and you decided to leave him with just a busted lip? Man, c’mon!”
I roll my eyes at Marek's bluntness. His hatred for Ronan extends way back before mine. But I might surpass him soon. Hell, I think I’ve done that after last night.
“You think I didn’t want to do more? If it was left to me, his mother would be planning his funeral right now. Unfortunately, I just can’t end him, no matter how much I want to.”
I can envision him rolling his eyes on the other end. “You're so lax after this guy threatens your woman, Ren. I know you care for her beyond the fact that she's pregnant. Don't mess things up.”
Before I can say a word, two beeps meet my ears. i***t hung up on me.
My eyes stray toward the bar, the desire t
