Chapter 89

“Hello there, newlywed,” Matteo greeted with a grin as he dropped onto the empty spot beside Stefan, his long legs stretching out like he owned the ground under him. Aidan followed, sitting at his front. The same style they all sat. His arm rested casually over Mia's shoulder like they’d been friends forever.

Stefan raised his brow, but said nothing. There was nothing to be worried about. He doesn't have to cut off anyone's hand's.

The conversation picked up like it had ...