She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

167 Mafia Boss

Scarlett’s POV

I asked Sebastian to come to the party with me. Well, I told Sebastian about it, and he tagged along against my suggestion.

“Since when have you been interested in disco bars?” Sebastian tries to hide his impatience. Effort in vain. He prefers quiet ones.

“No one even invited you,” I roll my eyes, looking around for Oliver.

“I want to be with YOU,” He grunts, following me tightly as he tries to an annoyed look on his face, “It could have been at home–”

naking contact with anyone,

“I couldn’t have been because I wasn’t planning on going home with you,” I wheel on him, somehow, in the crowd, “1 said you have a chance, under the condition that you won’t put Ava Fuller above me. I’m not just going back to be your tamed little wife, not again!”

“I know, I know!” He raises both his hands, smiling tamely, “I’m sorry. You can at least come home to sleep, no? I won’t be there.”

head, but before we can get to a

Oliver Scott’s huge bright grin almost pressed to my face, “This

and pinpoints me where I

Oliver Scott like a pissed peacock, “It’s

I glare at him secretly, and he just pretends not to see it. He is just an unregistered

surprised, but not even a shade of being offended on his face. He just smirked at

knows Sebastian’s story with

pour cold water down my head. What am I doing?! In Sebastian’s arms like

trying to get a different result doing exactly what I did before. And this

body stiff and resistant, Sebastian glances at me with a surprised look. But then he lets me go slowly. I know he knows it’s about Ava, and to avoid seeing his sorrowful look,

when I agreed to try it again with Sebastian in

is not following

table in the corner. He bows at me with a please. gesture, so I sit in first,

you here,

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