“And it’s not true that no one needs you,” Jordan said, threading his fingers through Damiano’s hair. “I do.” Damiano tensed up on top of him. “All you need is a crutch to deal with your claustrophobia,” he said, his voice hard and nasty. “Don’t worry, the moment I’m dead, you’ll be taken out of here and returned to Raffaele for ransom. They aren’t risking contacting anyone while I’m alive. So you should hope that they’ll kill me. When I’m dead, you can live your happily ever after.” “God, you’re such an asshole,” Jordan said, yanking at Damiano’s hair. “I don’t want you dead, you ass. I don’t
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