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.”

your own house?” I shake my head, but before

here!” Oliver Scott’s huge bright grin almost pressed to my face,

grabs my waist and pinpoints me where I

Oliver Scott like a pissed peacock, “It’s Mrs. Knight to

just pretends not to see it. He is just an unregistered Ex here and he goes

not even a shade of being offended

knows Sebastian’s

pour cold water down my head. What am I doing?! In Sebastian’s arms like a 17–year–old who dates a

to get a different result doing exactly what I did before. And this is the definition of

with a surprised look. But then he lets me go slowly. I know he knows it’s about Ava, and to

bigger than I thought when I agreed to try it again with Sebastian in

not following

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

meeting you here, Mrs.

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