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Jealous Killian
Rossi had thrown the party in one of the most prominent hotels in Spain. Killian came directly from the office, looking dapper in his blue tuxedo.
Rossi greeted him with a warm hug. Killian returned the gesture with a fake smile. He had to keep up the act no matter how much he abhorred him.
"Where is your fiancee?" Rossi asked. His love for his daughter glimmering brightly in his eyes.
"She'll be here soon," Killian said. He himself didn't know where the fuck was she.
His father was watching him like a hawk. The coldness between them often was evident. Killian hated this man and Rossi both. He hated them for what they did to his mother.
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