Chapter 13

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Matteo's P.O.V
I was sitting with Dante in the study, and he was talking about Sky and how damn gorgeous she is and all the dumb shit he wants to her. Kyla and Skyler look the same, and the fact that he could tell the difference between them makes me think that he might be serious about her.

I was not listening because I was angry. I'm not angry with him or anyone but myself. I pushed her away. No amount of alcohol or drugs or sex can make me forget about her. It took me that long enough to figure that out.

I didn't even go to breakfast today. that's how much I didn't want to see her. I said all those shitty stuff about her, which were all not true. She was trying to help, but I pushed her away.

"Hello. Matteo?" Dante snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Fuck off." I growled and he raised an eyebrow.

My uncle came in the study with a serious expression on his face. He nodded for me to follow him down the hall, and I got up with Dante following me.

"Kyla. We need her to work for us." His voice firm showing no signs of indecisiveness.

"The ragazza?" I quirked an eyebrow. Who else?

"Yes. She stopped a virus in 10 minutes, plus she created a firewall and some shit like that." He explained, and I was astonished, sarcastically speaking. I knew she was capable of doing anything a when we first met.

"Big deal. Blake can create a firewall, too." I said nonchalantly. I didn't want her to work for us.

"Oh yeah. Then how did the motherfucker get into my laptop." He basically growled at me.

"Do I look like I have a fucking answer to your question?" I raised an eyebrow.

"We're hiring her and tell you mom and sister to sort out their shit. They need to stop acting childish." He said, and I nearly scoffed.

"She came into our lives like a month ago, and now she works for us? Bullshit!" I growled. It is her safety. I'm worried about it.

"We're sticking with Blake. End of the fucking discussion." I stood up and I saw the beautiful lady right in front of me.

She changed her hairstyle. She was still wearing her glasses. Her neutral expression nearly intimidated me, and her brown eyes showed nothing besides nonchalance. Her jeans hugged her tight in so many ways. Her stance showed that she won't take any shiy from anyone. She was making a statement that she will not take any shit from me.

"Call Blake." I said to Dante. He glared at me for not saying please but I gave him a deadlier glare.

He went to another room to make the phone call.

Kyla was just about to go the opposite direction of where  Dante went.

"Dove pensi di andare?" I grabbed her arm.

Translation: Where do you think you're going?

She yanked her arm off mine and her she looked at me with cold eyes.

"Don't talk to me." She said calmly yet angrily.

"I was only going to get a drink of water. I won't miss any chance of proving your sorry ass wrong." She then she strided off to the kitchen.

Dante came back. "He'll be here in five." He informed me, and I nodded.

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After a few minutes, Blake arrived. Blake is kind of the normal stereotypical hacker you know. He does have muscles, but he wears glasses, is extremely introverted, and speaks when he feels the need to.

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