“What the hell have you done, Kallum?” she hisses, making my hands ache as they curl around empty air. “Why is my daughter not marrying Mateo de Luca right now?” “Elena chose to marry me instead.” “You fucked her, didn’t you?” Carmen’s lips curl back. “You knew that if you screwed her, you’d screw us over too. You’ve just been waiting for your opportunity.” “She chose to marry me of her own free will.” “Oh, and I’m sure Mateo was just all too happy to step aside.” With her, it’s always been about the reaction. She knows what buttons of mine to push and how hard to push them until I pounce.
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