“She’s …” “I’m what?” Joey snaps. “A girl?” You’re fucking mine. “She’s too good for this life, D.” Joey jumps to her feet. “This is my fucking life, Max. It’s all I’ve ever known. If you think I’m going to spend all my days sitting at home painting my damn nails, then you don’t know me at all.” I growl at her. “I never said that.” “No? You’re thinking it though, right? Just a spoiled little princess.” She leans down, bringing her face close to mine as she glares at me. “Well, I am a fucking princess, Max. Chicago royalty. Heir to the goddamn Moretti empire, and don’t you ever fucking forget
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