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Chapter 36

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Chapter Thirty Six

Valerio’s POV

I’d told myself I wouldn’t touch her again.

Not after the way she looked at me in that basement wide-eyed, terrified, seeing the monster everyone else already knew I was.

But the moment she walked into that club wearing that trench coat, her perfume clinging to the air like sin, I knew I was already lost.

She wasn’t supposed to be there.

And I wasn’t supposed to care.

Yet, the second I saw her laughing softly at her phone, cheeks flushed, lips curved in that dangerous smile… something inside me snapped.

That pilot’s voice echoing through the lounge didn’t help.

“You look stunning… like an angel.”

My angel.

I’d barely realized I was moving until I was standing in front of her, my blood boiling. I didn’t care about the people watching or the way Spider froze mid-step.

I just saw red.

And her.

Her eyes widened when she saw me, her lips parting like she couldn’t decide whether to speak or run.

Then that man’s face appeared on her cracked screen. Smiling.
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