Revenge Of My Four Alpha Mates
I grumble back.
“This prick isn’t going to be behind it and I don’t want to look at his ugly face and tell him to leave,” Sabastian snaps as I ignore him. Aurora thankfully grabs his hand, distracting him, and pulls him over to the other side grabbing two glasses and a bottle of water. My brother has completely forgotten his rage as he makes goo-goo eyes at her. If he was one of those cartoons, he would have fucking hearts for pupils right now. Not that I am complaining, whatever stops Sabastian from riling everyone up before we start the better. I shake both their hands, neither of them looking overly pleased, but unlike my brothers, I can at least show some diplomacy and professionalism.
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