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Chapter 8

Author: Cece
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-06 20:11:36

Rio’s POV

All it took was one damn call, and then that asshole showed up like a roach.

My grip locked around Reed’s wrist before he could even blink. His hand had been raised. Raised. At her.

I should’ve broken it.

He struggled, shouting, “Let me go!”

I didn’t flinch. Didn’t blink. My eyes were locked on him, burning. All I could see was Sloane crying herself to sleep for the past two weeks. Barely eating. Barely speaking.

And this piece of shit had the nerve to show up now?

Reed twisted, yelling louder. “I said, let me go, you psycho!”

I pressed harder.

He yelped. “Hey! Stop! STOP! Ouch! What the hell, man?!”

“Rio…let him go,” Sloane’s voice came, soft but firm.

I exhaled, jaw clenched. Then let go.

Reed yanked his arm back like a coward. “You fucker! I’m gonna kill you…”

He took a step toward me.

Mistake.

One hit and I could end him right here.

But then…

“Reed,” Sloane snapped. “Get out before I call the police.”

His face dropped. “What?”

“I’ll sign the stupid papers. Just leave. No
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