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Cephus' POV

Chapter 113

Cephus’ POV

A shower of fists falls over his face, and expletives shoot from her lips while he laughs like an idiot.

My jacket slides to the floor as she sinks her fists into his face.

I loop my arm around her waist and pull her back into my chest while she kicks him with her legs, oblivious to anything around her.

These vile emotions must’ve been bottled up for some time.

Her fury is so visceral and raw her chest heaves and her skin burns, and I have to turn her around and lock her in my arms to make her stop.

Shame glints in her eyes before she presses her brow against my chest and begins sobbing, which is a whole lot of things wrapped into one.

Maybe she’s upset with her stalker, her family situation, or the lack of money.

Whatever it is, I press my hand on the back of her head and shush her quietly.

By now, Vito has the man out of the chair and his gun connected to his head again.

Regardless of how I’d like this evening to play out, we constantly get to the point where
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