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𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐘

I snorted at Vanessa's words. The little spite fire could be glad she's blood because sharing wasn't something I liked doing. Especially when it came to the woman who belonged to me.

I watched as Anna followed Vanessa to the rail, pointing in different directions, showing Anna the view from up top. Anna sure looked like a fucking wet dream on heels in that purple number. It made me wonder what it would look like in tatters on my fucking bedroom floor.

"You're drooling." Daniel sat down beside me.

"Don't care."

James took a seat across from us. "Is that an Italian thing? 'Cause, Daniel, bro, I remember drool coming out of your fucking mouth the night Layla walked in here with that cunt, Mato."

Daniel leaned back on the couch. "Yeah, but at least my balls are still intact."

"If you're implying my balls aren't where they're supposed to be—"