MARCOThe blazing sunlight shining on my face was so unbearable, I sat up instantly. “Who the fuck opened the curtains?” I growled, ready to unleash on whoever it was, but on seeing who it was, a sigh escaped from my lips.“Our sleeping don is finally awake,” he taunted.“Fuck off, Dante,” I said, laying back in bed. “I need my sleep and don’t want anyone disturbing me, so shut the fucking curtains and leave.”I closed my eyes, thinking he would do as I instructed, but instead, I heard the shuffling of the other curtains, and the intensity of the light was brighter than before.I reached out to my telephone at the side, punching in the number before putting it on my ears. “Christian, why the fuck is Dante in my room? Do you love your job?”Dante sat on the chair, crossing his legs. “Don’t scare him. You forgot I have a spare key?”I put down the phone. “What the fuck do you want?”“It’s been two days already,” he began, his voice low. “Are you going to keep sulking over how you trauma
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