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Chapter 9

Penulis: KarenW
Tessa’s POV

Just as I said the words, the gate opened. Tom and Nick walked in—followed by several armed guards.

“Tessa.” Nick stormed forward, placing himself between me and Silas. “What the hell are you doing here again?”

Silas didn’t even glance at him. His eyes stayed on me. “Tessa, I—”

“If you’re still planning on staying,” I said coolly, “I’ll just have to have my guards see you out.”

Right on cue, a line of ten broad-shouldered men stepped forward from the gate.

“Escort the guest,” I said.

“Yes, Boss.”

Silas Vale might’ve held power back in New York, but here in Italy? He had nothing. Not even the right to stand on my doorstep.

In the end, he had no choice but to let himself be escorted out.

The guards spotted him a few more times lingering around after that—watching, waiting.

So I brought in full-time security. No more chances or surprise visits from Silas anymore. I was done listening to his apologies and excuses.

All my energy was for business now. Nothing else.

…

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