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We dragged Dante toward the Lamborghini, his weight sagging between me and Steffon like a sack of bricks. Just another night cleaning up after my idiot brother.
I glanced back at the biker—the one who’d come out of nowhere to break up the scene. My mouth opened, ready to throw a quick thanks his way, but before the words could escape, he revved the engine and tore off into the night. The roar of the bike echoed for a few moments before fading into the quiet.
I stood t ...
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