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CHAPTER FORTY FIVE

Author: Wren Gray
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-04-05 02:56:50

INTERLUDE (MARCO’S POV)

“PLEASE STAY…”

MARCO.

I make it to the hallway before my composure completely cracks.

Engaged.

Antonio is engaged.

To a woman.

The words keep echoing in my head, each repetition feeling like a knife to the gut.

I've been careful. So fucking careful for years. Keeping my distance in public. Never letting anyone see how I really feel. Playing the part of the devoted husband, the family man, the heir to the Valentino empire who has everything together.

And Antonio played hi
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Natasha Miller
Definitely yes!
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Faith
No I would not that’s gross
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I had been waiting for a Marco POV!! Yes!! Definitely want more Marco and Antonio :)
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