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Chapter 19

Author: Kathy Pearl
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-14 23:02:21

|GIOVANNI'S POV|

The line trilled for a few seconds before he picked it, and I placed it on loudspeaker,

"To what do I owe this pleasure?" His voice echoed, and I scoffed.

"Let's meet at the bar," my tone was straightforward, "I'm craving a drink."

He chuckled, humor lacing his voice, "You got it, Gio."

"See you in a few minutes," I responded, leaning my neck back against the head rest. "Enzo."

I ended the call, my jaw tight as I remembered all that happened back inside. My family had a talent for testing my patience.

It came naturally to everyone of them, including Father.

By the time we arrived at the bar, the pulsing rage within me had already withered and all that was left was the insane urge to drink.

"You sure you don't need me to come inside, Boss?" Ken asked, slamming the door behind me and I adjusted the lapel of my jacket.

"No, I'll be fine."

He eyed me with caution, but nodded, "I'll be right here in case you need me."

I waved him off, tucking my hands into my pocket as
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