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THE CUT THAT ALWAYS BLEEDS

Author: RomanWrites
last update publish date: 2026-06-08 04:48:07
CHAPTER SIXTY THREE: THE CUT THAT ALWAYS BLEEDS

Lorenzo stepped out of the car, his jaw tight, his eyes hollow, running on less than two hours of sleep.

His body was moving, but he wasn't really there. He hadn't been there for weeks.

He had been forced to get back to work. Meetings. Handshakes. Decisions he didn't care about.

His mind was elsewhere. It had been elsewhere since the day Louis drove through those gates.

He thought about the bottle waiting for him at home. The one he would dr
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“There is no point in living if you are not by my side” There is still more to come…More miserable Lorenzo please🍷🍻. I am going to put a lot of effort into the chasing/redemption arc….

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