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No my angel can't die

Chapter 63: Gabriele's POV

The blaring sound of my phone pulled me out of sleep.

I groaned as I got off the bed. I had barely just gotten some sleep after downing three bottles of whisky and now a call had to come in.

There was a massive ache at the side of my head and if the caller hadn't been so persistent I would have gotten up to switch off the damn phone.

The sound continued blaring as I moved to the sofa where I had my little pity party. My eyes were barely opened as I saw the dimmed light flash underneath the bottles.

With a hand on the side of my head, I picked up the damn device and made to switch it off when my eyes registered who it was.

It was Basilio calling.

The call ended as I stared at the device wondering why Basilio was calling by —two in the morning.

"Fuck..." I drawled.

I had told the fool to take care of every matter why was he calling me so late at night—

My thoughts paused as a cold breeze embraced my heart.

Arianna.

"No," I hissed out. Niko had informed me when
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