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Alex stood up abruptly but was pulled down by the doctor. "Control yourself!" he warned him. "It would be rude of me if I do not introduce myself. I'm Anthony Russo. Your awesome and winning competitor" the man on red suit chuckled. He had a goatee around his chin and a long black hair that he packed as a ponytail. "I see you have hurt yourself. If only you committed suicide, it will be good because your existence in this world is a pain in the butt". "Hey!" Theresa snapped, held her hand in the air and narrowed her brown eyes at him. "And who are you to speak like that?"

I cleared my throat to announce my presence. He turned around and threw his hands up when he saw me. “There's my favorite girl! Come on, have a seat” My face remained impassive. Antonio DeLuca was a bald middle aged man with a powerful build who would never take no for an answer. “What do you want, Antonio?” He chuckled, his voice gruff. “Always straight to business. I like that” He pulled out a file and handed it to me. I opened it and took out a photograph.

Did he also catch Anthony looking at my chest? He stopped in front of us, his icy stare resting on Anthony. “What are you doing here?” Kai demanded like we were his slaves. “It's a free world, we can…” “Shut up, I wasn't talking to you!” He snapped at me and Anthony sprang to his feet with fright in his features. “What did I pay you for?” Anthony swallowed hard, looking between me and Kai like he was debating whether to bolt. “I—I was just keeping an eye on things, boss.”

His stupid question, getting into Levi's deride. "I don't know, just probably some guy she met at a bar that looks like a young Antonio Banderas with Jesus' abs." Levi pointed his chin and gaze towards the counter. "Say, that Spanish-looking guy she's talking to right now." Jesse turned around and looked back at where K was seated. She was all smiles at José - if that was even his motherfucking name. José whispered something in her ear and they both laughed. K's getting hit on again by another guy. You've gotta be shitting me.

“Joe forced me. I beg this court for forgiveness. I can’t survive another disgrace.” Kai’s eyes hardened. “Maybe you should have lived better. At least to your own children.” The room went quiet. I felt chills crawl up my spine. Kai had broken them. Completely. And now, I could feel it—every enemy he just made. “I’m sorry,” Luca cried, turning toward Joe. “He threatened me!” I shook my head slowly. Luca Cassano always begged when cornered. He would beg today and destroy lives tomorrow. That was who he was.

He had on just a pair of blue boxers and a former white but currently blood and sweat soaked singlet. "My, oh my, now, how should I go about my entry," I thought out loud with an unconscious and certainly spooky grin, sure Marcus wouldn't hear from the distance. "How about you play with him a little bit. He kept yelling that we'd pay for this because we had no idea who we're dealing with. He claimed to be 'one of the best and trusted employees of the powerful Antonio Leonardo Robles'," Arnold informed with a chuckle. "Unbelievable. He has the audacity to still stick with that tattle tale," Lauren mumbled in disgust.

On the other side of things, Capri had a bit of a distraction. Her ex-mother in-law was fired from her job as a clergy assistant for fucking a client in her bosses office. Dexter was a good gossip he knew everything and anything. He was like the damn cops. Honestly, better than the cops, they should just employ him. He was also no other than Roxy’s best friend aka Taurus sister. They weren’t too close these days apparently because he talked nothing but trash about her. Apparently, he got the tea straight out the kettle.

He was trying to intimidate her but she wasn't going to show it. Jairo’s jaw tightened. “Leonardo Kingston,” he said flatly, “an American actor. Born and raised in the States. Just arrived in Italy with his nanny and her husband.” his eyes bored into hers. “Why the hell are you lying to my face, Kara? You fvcking do not have any actor as a friend!” his voice suddenly thundered through the living room, and everyone flinched. Kara took a shaky step back, her heart racing. “Y-you don't know tha.…”

“Didn’t expect to see you here, Lucas.” Lucas’s grin didn’t falter. “Long time, Anderson.” Kai slid onto the bench beside me without asking. His leg pressed into mine like a silent claim. Possessive. Intentional. Lucas didn’t miss it. His eyes flicked to the contact, then back to Kai. “Still playing soccer?” Kai asked casually, shoveling a fry into his mouth. “Nah,” Lucas said. “More into robotics now. Less concussions, more trophies.”

He had a split lip and a bruise forming on his jaw. "Hey, El," Kai said to the camera. His voice was calm, almost casual. "If you're watching this, it means I didn't kill Ryan. Which means I've just blown my cover with Karl to save your warrior." He glanced in the rearview mirror at Leo. "I know what you saw on the receipt," Kai continued. "I know you think I sold you out. And seven years ago... I did. I was a mercenary. I took the job."