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ROSALINDA. "Liam, please don’t do it. Just withdraw the gun.” I urged him when I didn’t get a response from him. Liam tilted his head, his menacing gaze lingering on Antonio. “Not until he gets his hands off my collar.” “Antonio. Swallow your pride and comply." I said to him, and his frown deepened. After a few seconds, he reluctantly withdrew his hands, sighing. A sigh of relief escaped me as I lifted Carlo up and pressed him to my chest. “Just so you know, the only reason I won’t kill you is because she hates me right now, and I don’t want her to hate me even more. Consider yourself lucky, because no one threatens me and gets away with it.” Antonio warned, his eyes dark as he poked Liam hard in the chest. “Antonio!” I groaned, eying him for trying to stir up another trouble. “I re

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