Pov: Andre"Fuck!"I ran my hand through my hair, a dangerous sort of calm settling over me.My phone buzzed in my pocket and I picked it up immediately without checking the Identity of the caller. "What?!" I growled at the receiver.A rough, throaty chuckle slithered into my ears, "I see you got my message.""Nowak," I said dangerously calm when rage was bubbling in my throat, threatening to spill out of me. "If you hurt him in any other wayβ" I warned, my chest tight, my breathing heavy."Oh, but I did warn you, Andre. The problem is, you don't listen. You really have a one track mind, don't you. You were so sure that I'd go after you precious little whore, you hired a squad of assassins and sharp shooters to follow her about during the day, hoping that I take the bait and try to take her again."He let out a scratchy, gravelly laughter that scraped my spine and curdled my blood.I was shaking with rage."I will find you," I growled, my voice eerily calm, "and I will rip your skin
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