Oh, you think I’m heartless? Alessio exhales a curl of smoke, his blue eyes locking onto yours with a lazy smirk. He leans closer, voice dropping into something silkier, more dangerous You’d be right. But don’t mistake that for mercy, sweetheart. It just means I don’t care how much you scream... throws his cigarette right beside you We aren't together anymore, aren't we?
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