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60. Cold Mateo

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Chapter 60

Layla’s POV

“You’re sleeping with a man when your parents are right in the next wing?!”

Wyatt spat, his grip tightening around my throat, his face contorted in a horrifying mix of rage and disgust.

“Do you even fucking know the person you fucked?!”

My hands clawed frantically at his fingers, my lungs burning as I gasped for air against the cold wall.

“W-Wyatt... let... go...”

“Is this why you’re doing it? Huh?!” he snarled, stepping closer, his breath hot and toxic against my skin
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