ed behind a massive marble pillar at the far edge of
. She raised a shaking hand and wiped
through the crowd, calming the panicked guests. The orchestra,
face purple with rage. He spotted the edge
g her wrist and violently
ruined dress, and her swollen, red lips. Pu
ssed, his grip bruising her bone. "
her arm away, but hi
y. "Why do you care? Weren't you bus
ack, the microphone on the
cross the room. "Please direct your attention to the stage.
tly, creating a wide, clear path to the stage. The look on the
looked at
bright light, her lungs stopped working.
creamed unimaginable wealth. His face was carved from
an from the
bottom lip, was a fres
ike wildfire. People stared in shock, wondering wh
e actually shaking with reverence, "the h
ff inside Chr
nt Kramer. The terrifying man on the stage. The piec
plan ha
as a disgusting, low-level director, was Abraham Bush
wendolyn Vas
vy of the crowd. She tilted her head and tried to slid
away, breaking the phys
he billionaires, the politicians, and the cameras. His gaze locked
nd Chr
eavy with dark mockery and an absolute, terrifying possessive
iolently. She had just bitten the one man in the world
sight up to the stage. When he saw Abraham Bush staring dire
and took the micro
e spine of every person listening. He didn't look at Gwendolyn. His eyes burned straight through the crowd, lock
rowd
ped toward Abraham, then followed his
hore she had just poured wine on-her eyes widened in horror. Toxic,
was crushing Christal's c
d grip. She turned around and sprinted tow
d, his pride shattered
step to
uests just seconds prior, stepped smoothly into Ethan's path. They crossed their arms,
nt," the bodyguard said, his voice flat
was tr
ght wind hit her wet dress. She ran barefoot down the asphalt drivewa
rself into the backseat. She curled into a b
m, Abraham watched
. He ignored Gwendolyn's pale, shaking
s holding the pair of cheap hig
s. He slowly rolled his th
ice dropping to a lethal whisper. "I w
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