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Him. Vince.

If anything, all of those fleeting, one time sexual encounter relationships just made things worse for me. Steve found a place to park near the restaurant and we got out. As we approached, a man opened the door, motioning for us to enter. After a quick check for weapons, which was understandable but felt totally cliché, we found ourselves sitting across from Vincent Lombardi. The man was intimidating but held a striking resemblance to Tilly. From the picture I saw of Tilly’s family, Vincent and Susan had many similar features. It would appear as if those features had also been passed down to Tilly.

Nic looked at me and I hated that I was thinking about the cabin, which meant my face was not as serious as it should have been. I nodded to avoid them staring too long. "You need to tell us everything." "Ok. Fatty is my boss." he held onto the wound on his thigh that was gushing blood and at that rate, He would die from the wound infection than from any bullet I was going to shoot him with. "Does fatty have a real name?" He blinked once, twice and I stepped closer, catching a whiff of something unpleasant from him. "Finn Connolly. But we all call him fatty, everyone calls him fatty."

Jonathan's my older brother. I grumbled as I put on my hoodie and walked downstairs, as I neared the living room, I heard his and my mum's voice, but there was another deep and slightly unfamiliar one. I walked faster just to see the owner of that sexily deep voice, and I was not disappointed. He stood a few inches taller than Jonathan, black hair and beautiful sapphire eyes. Yup he'll do. "He's probably here to steal some more food." I said for them to acknowledge me.

he interrogated me, making me jerk a bit from the harsh change in his voice. “Nice to meet you, Alpha, my name is Vince Ricci. I am friends with the triplets,” Vince said in a business-like tone…I guess the man can be serious when he wants, I thought. He turned to quickly glare at me almost to say, “I heard that,” before bringing his attention back to the two Alphas in the room.

"While I was waiting for a taxi, I was hit by a boy on a bicycle. Manuela saw it and helped me, but I didn't know she was Flavian's girlfriend." Lexie stared at her mother in bewilderment. At that moment, Vince entered the office accompanied by another doctor and looked around. "Mrs. Moreno, from what I can see, we have many friends in common. But your last name—do you happen to be related to Flavian?" "He's my son, doctor," she replied, her voice choked with emotion. "Are you friends too?" "Yes, I have the privilege of being friends with your son, a great man." "Literally great, right, Vince?" Rick cracked a joke to lighten the mood, and it worked—we all laughed.

Trying to call attention away from the subject, Ethan continued, "It's called loyalty." Vince turned quickly away from Ethan before he saw the angry hot tears coming to his eyes. He was infuriated his brother should suggest he was disloyal simply because he was different. He was not the stuffy soft spoken type who enjoyed soft music and waltzes. Vince was full of life and energy.

He grinned widely, his smile was friendly unlike Leo's which look like a bit intimidating. Vincenzo stepped forward approaching them, she got to see his face clearly. He was handsome and muscular nothing like her Leo, a five foot eight Giant with tattoos on his arm. His hair is gelled backwards making him look intimidating, his face was always set on deep scowl except when he wants to rile her up. She did not realize she was staring at Vince comparing him to Leo until he walked up to her. " Hello", he smiled. Blinking back to reality, she managed to smile.

Chandler asked furiously. Millie sighed. “That’s Jane’s younger brother, Vince.” “I don’t like him.” Chandler furrowed his brows. “Chandler!” Millie scolded him. “What? He obviously has a crush on you. And I don’t like that.” Chandler pouted. “You’re being childish, Chandler,” Millie retorted. “Me? Childish? Then what about him?” Chandler looked at Vince again who was still grinning back at them. “Vince told me that he really admires your band, Chandler. He looks up to you so just be nice to him, will you?”

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.