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Skylo's Involvement

Author: Liy Lah
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-12 23:53:56

TRACEY'S P.O.V

Skylo couldn't know about this. He shouldn't. Skylo knowing meant Damien would know too and that was only going to cause more trouble.

I froze, like a thief caught with a handful of gold.

Panic gushed through my vein and my skin turned cold.

I looked at Robert expecting him to say a word or even act fast because this comprising situation was all his fault but the bastard didn’t even move.

He stood straight, arms at his sides, as calm as he could ever be.

So, I turned back at Skylo who looked like he was about to burn the whole damn room down.

“What the fuck is going on?” he growled, stepping forward and I wiggled away from Robert's space.

“Skylo…” I started, my voice cracking from fear. I was too stunned and had no explanation to give.

Skylo’s eyes narrowed at me. “Why the fuck are you in a room with him, Tracey? And why was the door locked?”

“It’s not what it looks like,” I said quickly, too quickly, wavering my hands as if trying to dismiss the thought of his head.

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