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Chapter 30 Joemar Russo's Secret Desires

Joemar Russo’s POV

I’m great at two things—winning and fucking.

Depends on the day, but I always take my skill set seriously when it comes to women and my career, and my secret Mafia dealings. I go big, especially when screwing up my life, when my sister Alyssa, Dante and Enzo Russo were gone with my life, my secret life.

“Good job, Russo.” Jansen Chavez’s voice breaks through my thoughts. Good is relative, I suppose, but Saint Elise Racing’s race engineer isn’t bad for my ego.

To be the best again, I need to get my head off how I just fucked up. And per the last team meeting, I need to sport a “sunny disposition” when I come off the track for the owners’ benefit. Apparently, my bad moods aren’t good for business.

Sunny and losing aren’t synonymous, and getting overtaken on the last corner pushed me into seventh position on the grid tomorrow. “Fucking hell.”

“Bring her around, Russo,” Jansen instructs over the radio. As my race engineer with Saint Elise Racing, I give him the respect
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