Chapter Seventy Three
Emory's POV
Thirty whole minutes had passed and I couldn't seem to get over what Ruby said through the mind link. What the hell happened to Jamal? The meeting was dragging too slow and it would only take one more provocative gulp of the man's saliva before I snap. Just what the heck?
I felt a soothing hand rub down my left leg—starting from my knees to my thighs and I couldn't help but be thankful for Alessandro. One look at him and I knew how distressed he was from seeing me distressed.
"I'm sure it's just a little something" Alessandro mouthed to me. The look in his eyes was sympathetic. He knew just how much Jamal mattered to me and now hearing this about him just wanted me to cry.
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The meeting took another bone-crushing one hundred and eighty to end an
