Chapter 8
Adela's POV
Forrest walked in—tall, handsome, gray-blue eyes filled with concern. He strode to my side, asked quietly in Italian: "Everything okay?"
Then leaned down and kissed my forehead.
"Don't you fucking TOUCH her!" Massimo roared, trying to stand.
The guards immediately pinned him down...
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1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5 
6. Chapter 6 
7. Chapter 7 
8. Chapter 8 
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