Chapter 235 OLD TIME'S SAKE.

LIAM'S POV

"Hold still."

Leon dabbed the antiseptic against my split knuckles. I winced but didn't pull away.

"You're lucky nothing's broken," he muttered.

"Doesn't feel lucky."

He pressed harder. "What were you thinking? Getting into a fight for Aiden Hart of all people? We hate him."

"I know...

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