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2025-01-01 16:51:23Callum POV
Justin is still chained up, his cocky smirk intact despite his predicament. “Someone got the better of you,” he taunts, his gaze locked on Dante.“No, me and Luna were just having fun,” Dante counters, his voice laced with venom. Justin’s smirk falters, and his glare sharpens.
I step forward, cracking my knuckles. “We can do this the easy way or the hard way, Justin. But you’re going to talk. It’s just a matter of how much pain you’re in when you do.”
Justin spits on the floor, his laugh mocking. “Go to hell. You don’t scare me.”
His defiance is infuriating. Without thinking, I slam my fist into his stomach.
“That all you got?” he wheezes, still laughing.
“Not even close,” Dante growls, his eyes dark with rage.
I grab a pair of pliers from the table, holding them up for Justin to see. “Let’s see how long th
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