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Skylo In Love?

Author: Liy Lah
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-28 05:01:06

TRACEY'S P.O.V

I flinched, stunned by the reaction Katya's name alone was having on Skylo.

If I hadn't lived with Skylo for a while now, I’d have guessed he was probably in love or had a soft spot for my friend, Katya.

But this was Skylo we were talking about. And love? Skylo? DAMIEN's Right hand man?

Nah. I shook my head, disputing th crazy thought out of it. It sounded too absurd to be believable.

This man beside me was cold-blooded. He didn’t even love himself.

What the hell would he be doing loving someone else?

Still… I couldn't help the suspicion crawling up my spine.

“Jesus fucking Christ!” I hissed, thrown slightly forward by the seatbelt. My hand flew to my chest.

“What the? You could as well ask her to get in and lend her a hand instead of barking at me.” I muttered under my breath, turning to Skylo, fully expecting him to snap again or spit some sarcastic order at me.

But he didn’t this time. He just shoved the door open and stepped out, locking me in the damn car without
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