Nolan insisted on taking me back to his manor."If we're going to try being together, you have to give me a chance to prove I can be a good boyfriend."As I looked at him, I thought back to when we were children.Nolan, Damon, and I had always played together.Nolan was even more ruthless than Damon. By seven or eight, he could take apart a Beretta with one hand.Back then, I'd even insisted I would be Nolan's bride. But as he grew older, he became colder toward everything around him, with a constant edge of violence. Whatever fondness I'd felt for him got lost in my rebellion.So I challenged him at every turn, until we were always at each other's throats.Looking back, though, he was always the one who gave in when things went too far.He'd take my dock, then hand me a better shipping lane. He'd intercept my order, then make up for it the next day with twice as many goods.After all those years, our fighting looked more like a game.The car rolled smoothly up to the manor. Nolan carr
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