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CHAPTER 19

Author: Anonymous Lee
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CHAPTER 19

LUCA

The silence in the holding room was suffocating. I stood in the center, the concrete walls echoing the soft clink of metal from the chains as Jared squirmed.

Damon and Matteo flanked the door behind me. They didn't speak. They never did when I was like this.

Jared was tied to the steel chair, arms above his head, shirtless, face already bloodied from when my men dragged him in. One of his eyes was swollen shut, and his lip was split. But it was nothing compared to what was coming.

I stepped forward.

“I trusted you,” I said quietly.

He looked up, coughing. “Boss, I—”

The first punch broke his sentence. My knuckles cracked across his cheekbone, the force of it rocking the chair. Blood splattered onto my shirt, but I didn’t feel it. I didn’t even breathe differently.

“—didn’t… I didn’t mean to—” he coughed, spitting red. “It was just a transaction—”

“A million dollars,” I said flatly, “isn’t just a fucking transaction.”

His breathing was ragged. “I didn’t think you’d find
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