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Using Camillé Against Her Father.

작가: Liy Lah
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-03-16 23:59:05

DAMIEN’S P.O.V.

"Turn the damn car around," I ordered sharply.

Skylo hesitated, gripping the wheel tighter, his brows furrowed as he glanced toward me through he rearview mirror.

“Boss?” He called out, his tone hesitant.

“I said, turn the fucking car.” I snapped louder, “We’re going back home."

Skylo didn’t question me again. With a deep sharp nod, he pressed on the gas, smoothly maneuvering the car back toward home.

I exhaled slowly, my fingers tapping against the armrest of my wheelchair like I always do, my thoughts burning with frustration.

I had almost let fucking emotions drive me to into Diego's doorstep once again.

Going over to Deigo's was a stupid Idea. I wasn’t going to get him to confess by storming into his territory like a reckless idiot. He wasn't some low level Mafia dealer I could threaten to a wall pointing a gun towards his skull.

I had known Deigo long enough to know that bastard would never admit to anything.

He had played the game longer than I had and he sure k
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