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“That was a cheap shot,” he says, shaking his head.

“How many times?” I ask, swinging again and connecting with his lower ribs.

“You’ll have to be more specific.” He lands a left hook on my jaw.

“Fucker, how many fucking times have you touched my sister?”

“She’s only been your sister for a few days.”

“How many fucking times?” We throw punch for punch. My knuckle cuts his lower lip, and I smirk. I was first to draw blood. And just like this war, I’ll make sure I’m the last too.

“Three times. You want specific details? Because that’s fucking messed up, even for you.”

“Fuck you. I told you not to touch her.”

“Yeah, well, I guess I didn’t hear you.”

I swing my leg behind him and kick his knees out from under him. I launch myself forward and start laying into him everywhere I can connect flesh to flesh. He blocks most of my blows but not all. “Start fucking listening.”

“If you want me to stop seeing her, you’ll have to fucking kill me. If you make me choose, T, I will fucking choose her. Over you. Over anyone.” He manages to roll me to my back and lands a hit to my right eye.

“Fuck you.” I jerk him off me and jump to my feet. “You’ve known her for a few days; you can’t be in love with her.”

He drops his arms, and his face goes ashen white, like he’s seen the ghost of the last man he buried. “You’re right. I can’t be. Can I? What the fuck did you do to me?”

“Me? I didn’t fucking do shit.”

“I was fine, until your love sickness or some shit passed on to me. This is your fault,” he yells, pulling at his hair. “I’m not ready for this shit, man.”

“Well, you better fucking get ready, because my sister doesn’t need a fucking pussy. She needs someone man enough to go after what he wants. Someone who won’t fucking back down. So, man the fuck up, Neo. Or get the fuck out.”

“You don’t even want me with her anyway.”

“Yeah, well, apparently, I don’t actually get to choose that. She wants you, so you better not fucking disappoint her.”

“She said that?”

“What are we? Fucking middle school cheerleaders?”

“Right. You good?” he asks, looking me up and down.

“Fine, you?”

“Fine.”

I pick up my shirt and we walk up the stairs together. “You do know she’s a package deal, right? It’s not just her; it’s Isabella too.”

“I know,” he says.

I was hoping Holly and Angelica would still be in the movie room when we came back up. But both women are standing in the middle of the foyer. Holly, with a shocked expression. And Angelica, pissed off. Neo knew he’d have to face the consequence for disobeying my direct order. If it were anyone else, they’d have their fucking hands ripped off. My sister starts cursing at us both in a string of Italian.

“Relax. He’s still in one piece,” I say, walking up to Holly. “Come on, I need a shower.”

“You look like you need a doctor. Both of you.” She glances from me to Neo, and back to me again. “Why would you do this?”

“This is nothing, dolcezza. I’m okay.”

“No, you’re not. Come on.” I let Holly take my hand and pull me in the direction of our bedroom.

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