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LEONARDO'S POVRosalina answered her phone, her beautiful face turning distant and aloof. She glanced at my direction before looking outside the window. I followed her gaze and saw that bastard was glaring at me with a murderous intent. I was all too familiar with that look, many men had given me that look before, before I plummeted them to near death.I didn't think twice before I snatched the phone from her hand. "Hey!""Listen here, you punk," I growled into the phone, my New York accent thickening with each word. "You're interrupting our date and I ain't got time for your bullshit. So why don't you crawl back into whatever hole you came from and leave us the hell alone?"Sebastian's voice on the other end of the line was cold and threatening. "Stay out of her life. She doesn't deserve a brat like you."I couldn't help but let out a dark chuckle. "Too good for me? Is that what you think, tough guy? Let me tell you something. Rosalina's a big girl, she can make her own damn decision
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LEONARDO'S POVFrustrated and regretful, I watched Rosalina through the rearview mirror as the cab pulled away. I couldn't fucking believe I let shit spiral out of control like this. It was all that fucking asshole Sebastian's fault. If that possessive, controlling prick hadn't been in the picture, none of this fucking mess would have gone down."Damn it, Sebastian," I muttered to myself as I turned away from the disappearing cab. "This is all your fault. You had to come and ruin everything, didn't you?"I walked back to where Sebastian was standing, still holding his bleeding nose with a scowl etched across his face. He looked at me with disdain. "She's not some random girl, Leonardo. She is a principessa, a Russo. Keep your filthy hands to yourself.""Don't you dare bring her family into this," I shot back, my voice low and dangerous.Sebastian laughed bitterly, wiping the blood from his nose with the back of his hand. "You think you know her, but you don't. She's been through so mu
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