“He was the best option. She needs to be promised at her age. Why do you even care, Savio? It’s not like you seemed to give a fuck when I told you we were looking for someone.” “I do care now, and I tell you that Gemma won’t marry Mick, got it?” Diego shook his head. “It’s too late. She needs to be promised, that’s just how it is. Unless you decide to marry after all?” I scoffed and Diego’s expression darkened. “Then there’s nothing you can do, Savio. Whatever you want from Gemma, you can’t have it. Not unless there’s a ring with your name on her finger.” I glared. A ring with my name.
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