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Chapter 39: Angels and Class A Jerks
Matteo’s POV: I was so pissed off I couldn’t see straight. She cut me. She f*****g sliced my neck. And, yeah, I’m no damn saint, and maybe I deserved it, but the fact that she did it over puny, good for nothing, Anthony is what had me seeing red. “Luca, I need you.” Thank f**k that the boys had insisted on coming to Virginia with me. The apartment they rented out was twenty minutes away, and even that was looking like a really long time to me. “On my way,” he said immediately. That’s what I loved about Luca. No questions asked, he always had my back. I hung up. He already knew where I was. No doubt he was gonna bring the whole squad with him. A cough tore its way out of my chest. I saw some blood splatter on my steering wheel. “Aw, s**t,” I muttered. “Not the car.” There wa
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