Chapter 30
- ANASTASIA’S POV
- The moment Nolan’s fist connected with Leo’s face, I felt my entire body tense. Blood sprayed across the pavement, and Leo staggered back against the car, clutching his jaw. But instead of being scared, Leo had a wicked grin on his face.
- “There it is,” Leo spat, blood trickling from his busted lip. “There’s the real Nolan Russo.”