Chapter 305

He just realized that Luca was gonna burn someone either way. Too chicken to mess with Sebastian, so she went for Sofia instead.

She took Sofia’s bribe and ran. The more Macro pieced it together, the worse his head pounded.

Macro sucked in a breath. “Holy crap.

Luca was the same as ever–sniffing out Sofia’s goodies and snatching them like a hawk, no hesitation.

But Sofia’s stuff wasn’t just free for the taking.

Hasn’t she learned anything after all this time? Macro shook his head, fed up.

He was dizzy now, his brain barely keeping up.

Sebastian lit another cigarette, taking a slow drag as smoke drifted out.

Macro looked up. “Uh, where’s Sofia at right now?”

He also wondered where Luca had taken off to after Long Harbor.

If she went back to Fiorenza now, she’d be begging for Sofia to come after her.

Sebastian’s voice stayed flat. “If nothing’s gone wrong, she’s in Sandara by now.”

“Oh, thank God,” Macro said, letting out a big sigh.

Knowing Sofia wasn’t in Fiorenza, his shoulders finally relaxed.

Then don’t tell Sofia yet,” he said fast, pointing at Sebastian.

If Sofia found out Luca swiped her stuff and bolted, with her temper, they’d be clawing at each other again in no time.

“Sofia, man–what a handful,” Macro grumbled to himself.

with Sebastian–she wasn’t going anywhere.

trust literally anyone else, but nope–she picked Luca.

always. “She’ll figure it out

“Dude, I’m begging you–shut it.”

all cool and

Pure stress–like he was gunning

was so over hearing him talk, his

had to pick a

turned into a raging bull, ready to

got played, and Macro couldn’t help a

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his chin, wondering what Sofia had dangled

if it got Luca to hustle out there, it wasn’t some small–time perk. That

sunlight

of water sat on the nightstand, still warm. The sheets next to her

a

when they were kids, she’d always stuck to him like glue,

when he pulled her in close–his body changing in ways that made it real

smooth voice snapped

at the door and saw Sebastian walk in, rocking that slate–gray lounge

anything, she

sharp, cool

wasn’t fully awake yet,

blankets and pulling her against his chest. “Say

feel his heartbeat under her cheek, his low voice teasing–like he was egging

his name from her just hit different. A little smirk crept onto his face without him even

thrown

say it,” he pushed, voice smooth as butter.

still loading. “Right now?”

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