She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

167 Mafia Boss

Scarlett’s POV

I asked Sebastian to come to the party with me. Well, I told Sebastian about it, and he tagged along against my suggestion.

“Since when have you been interested in disco bars?” Sebastian tries to hide his impatience. Effort in vain. He prefers quiet ones.

“No one even invited you,” I roll my eyes, looking around for Oliver.

“I want to be with YOU,” He grunts, following me tightly as he tries to an annoyed look on his face, “It could have been at home–”

naking contact with anyone,

“I couldn’t have been because I wasn’t planning on going home with you,” I wheel on him, somehow, in the crowd, “1 said you have a chance, under the condition that you won’t put Ava Fuller above me. I’m not just going back to be your tamed little wife, not again!”

“I know, I know!” He raises both his hands, smiling tamely, “I’m sorry. You can at least come home to sleep, no? I won’t be there.”

“So what, now I’m chasing you out of your own house?” I shake my head, but before we can get to a conclusion, a guy presses close to us–

so glad that you are here!” Oliver Scott’s

pinpoints me where I am

warps me in his arms, glaring at Oliver Scott like a pissed peacock,

and he just pretends not to see it. He is just an unregistered

offended on his face. He

he knows Sebastian’s story

Oliver Scott’s words still pour cold water down my head. What am I doing?! In Sebastian’s arms like a 17–year–old who dates a boy for the first

a different result doing exactly what I did before. And this

slowly. I know he knows

Oliver.

I

than I thought when I agreed to try it

not following

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me to a table in the corner. He bows at me with a please. gesture, so I sit in first, leaving the outside of the sofa

meeting you

recognize Damian Vanderbilt’s voice. Wait, is he why Oliver Scott invited me here?? I look over at