Chapter 60

Vance

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

I rip the damn bandage off my arm and stare at the wound she gave me.

“Well, look at that,” I mutter, shoving my arm toward Mateo as he sprawls on my couch like a useless dog. “Do you think I’m okay?”

Bitch.

The pain burns, but anger… anger is what I only have.

Whoever the hell that woman was pissed me off.

She didn’t just ruin my plan, she walked into my territo