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18. The Threat

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SOFIA

Rafe looked like he was about to spit a brick when his eyes settled on me. First there was shock, then confusion, then calculation before the rage finally settled in. I saw it in the way he looked at me, the way his lips tightened in anger as he took Isabella's hands and gave her a kiss on the knuckles.

"Please don't tell me you're following me," she said, oblivious to what was going on between us. "Did Adrian put you up to this? Because I swear to God..."

"Relax, princess," he said, while his eyes remained fixed on me. "Your brother did not put me up to anything. I'm actually here for business."

The way he said it sounded so ominous, and I instantly knew that he was talking about something regarding their cartel operations. He said it so casually, but Isabella understood what he meant and she instantly dropped the topic.

"Aren't you going to introduce me to your beautiful friend?" he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Or are you afraid she's going to fall for me?"

"Shut
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