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TOB 68

CHAPTER SIXTY – EIGHT

ETHAN'S POV

This isn’t exactly where I want to be. It's not where I should be, either. Who gives a fvck about the Italians' business? Certainly not me.

The only things I would rather be doing right now are either shooting the fvcker Rolan in the face or eating my wife out. There's no in-between.

The first part is out for now. I asked Flame to stay on standby—an option he wasn't thrilled about since the lack of action bores him. That makes two of us. Flame and I are the types who will only accept a mission if we deem it exciting enough. The adrenaline wave is our bitch, and we ride it every chance we get. Now, the only one I want to ride me is Rose.

I like how adorable she looks when she thinks she has the upper hand before I flip her onto her back and tease her while—

"Focus," Laye speaks low enough so only I can hear. "Or try to appear as if you're focusing."

We’re sitting in one of the Bratva’s empty clubs downtown with the Lucianos’ underboss, Nicolo. He brou
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