Pretense Never Looked Good On You

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RUSSO EL MASSIMO "Is she back home?" I questioned. "Not yet, boss. She is still in that house." Matteo replied. "Make sure she does not get out of their sight. If she sneaks off somewhere without them knowing, they might as well commit suicide rather than bring that news to me." "Yes, boss" I picked the glass of beer which was now empty. Seeing the empty glass fueled the anger I was keeping in check. "f**k" I cursed and threw the glass across the room, causing a loud shriek of fear to come from the man tied to the wall. Rio. I got up from my seat and paced the room twice. I could not get those words out of my head no matter how hard I tried. Rosaline believed that I could kill her. I knew that was because of the manipulation from the bastard she was going to meet but whatev

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