Christopher’s POV

“I don’t fucking want to hear it, Luciano!” I snapped, my voice sharp and cutting through the air. My fists clenched at my sides, and I could feel the tension radiating off him, but I didn’t care. “All I wanted to do was help you, not betray my boss!”

Luciano scoffed, stepping closer, his eyes narrowing as if he didn’t believe me. “Help me? By working for the man who made my life hell? Do you even hear yourself?”

I turned away, running a hand ...