Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation
I said, my voice dangerously soft.
Ghost shook his head snappily.
" I mean I don’t want any part of this.
Not for money, not for favors, not for anything."
" You already know too much," Matteo said coldly, stepping near.
Ghost flinched and turned white like he had lost all his blood in an accident.
" Look, look," he said, hands up.
" I’ll wipe everything. I’ll pretend I never saw this.Just — just let me go.
Pay me off. I’ll vanish." He stopped and looked from one face to the next. “I don't charge much, you know me. 7k in dollars or another currency, I'll prefer Euros, no, Dollars would do.”
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