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I don’t want to draw this out too much, especially if she does call the cops or does something stupid after she leaves. But one thing I do want to do is have a man-to-man discussion.

Toby is still sitting in bed with his hands up, looking like a deer caught in headlights.

After the girl scuttles out of the room and takes off, I hear her scrambling to put her clothes on as she goes. Then a few moments later, the front door slams closed.

Good, that gets her out of the way. If she fucking touches my car, which, judging from the terrified look in her eyes, I doubt she’d do, I will find her.

“I don’t know how you fucking manage to get any chicks,” I say to him. “All you seem to do is treat them like shit, but then again, you do like the submissive ones, don’t you, Toby?”

“What the fuck do you want?” he mutters, looking less than thrilled at seeing me at the foot of his bed, pointing a gun at his head.

“I’m sure you can enlighten me on what you thought you were doing sending Valentina those messages, or why you didn’t understand my first warning. It’ll be shocking when your parents open a box one sunny morning and find your dead heart inside.”

He swallows hard but doesn’t answer.

I shake my head. “Who the fuck do you think you are?”

“She needed to be told.” He blows out some shaky air, and I’m glad he seems a little bit more afraid than he did the last time I saw him. He should be very afraid; I’m pointing a fucking gun at him.

I shove the gun back in its holster and urge him to get up out of bed. “Face me like a fucking man, you asshole. You’re too much of a fucking scumbag to shoot. GET. UP. NOW!”

He complies and scrambles to his feet. “Look, I was angry about how she treated me and what you did… and she’s been fucking screwing with me. You know what women are like. They keep you hanging on a string and then you find out they’re fucking some other guy.”

“Wait a minute, are you now changing tact and blaming it on her?” Bad fucking move.

“She’s the one who stalked me, if you must know. She wouldn’t leave me alone. Check her phone if you don’t believe me.”

The guy is lying through his teeth. I know she would never message or want this asshole back again. I can also spot a liar a mile away. I’m a body language expert.

“I don’t need to check anything, you little fuck face. I read the message you sent her. She told you to leave her alone. You have a bit of a problem with accepting the truth, don’t you?”

“You’ve got it all wrong.”

“Don’t try to reason with me, I saw the messages. Who the fuck do you think you are, calling my girl a slut?”

“I was drunk, I didn’t mean that.”

I laugh, a tinge of crazy to my tone. “You seem to be drunk an awful lot, Toby, and then you go mouthing off at women, and not just any woman,my woman. Don’t you get it? She’sminenow, not yours.”

He pouts like a petulant child. I don’t fucking believe the balls on him, not that he has any. He stands there in his fucking boxer shorts and looks like he might cry. It makes me sick. “Put some fucking clothes on before I deal with you.”

“Look, I didn’t mean any harm with what I said. I get crazy sometimes… I can’t handle my liquor.”

“Shut the fuck up. You messed with the wrong guy.”

I know in his eyes that he knows it too. And from his messages, he seems to know the depths of my involvement with the mafia. Not so tough now that he’s being confronted, though.

He shrugs on his jeans and a t-shirt while I wait and contemplate what I might like to do to him.

“I have a question for you, and you need to answer me the first time with the truth. You think you can handle that?” I sneer. My temper is threatening to spill over. If he lies to me, I know it will boil over. I don’t have time for this shit.

He nods and waits for me to speak again.

“Was it you who sent me anonymous photos of me and Valentina at the wedding?”

He scrunches his forehead. “No.” He shakes his head. “I don’t know anything about that.”

Hmm, from that reaction, I do have to concede he may well be telling the truth, but just in case, I take a swing out of nowhere straight into his face, and his head snaps back from the force.

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