Fifty Million Reasons To Hate Him

the crowded VIP sect

re forced the dancing bodies to part, clear

ing loudly over the music. "Harrison

His eyes caught the silver sequined

less than fif

at something the model said. She

rowd and slammed directly i

s contracted

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ntly, leaving her suspended

d in absolute terror. What is the devi

al instincts were

ond, she shoved th

e cry of pain and delibe

nto the edge of a curved lea

bottle of Tequila from the table

. She coughed violently, forcing r

, and Jax reached the booth,

her makeup smeared with tears, desperately tr

ing the floor. He couldn't reconcile this half-n

y tilted h

yes full of unbearable agony

ng violently. She reached out a shaking hand

He turned and shoved Ha

!" Caspian yelled over the m

ven blink. He did

streaked face. His lips curled

nt, her inner voice was br

him feel guilty so he doesn't t

risy made Harrison's stomach

is shadow falling ove

ther cushions. She pulled her kn

k at me like that! It hurts so much

uise, I am definitely suing for as

emaining pat

ged fo

around her delicate w

harp gasp of pain as his

rd to intervene.

toward Jax. His eyes were

son snarled, his voice dropping to a

ping back with

yanked Ir

heels. He didn't care that she stumbled and

e go!" Iris screamed, th

e dress! You're going to

wrapped his thick arm t

he ground, carrying her out of

cing. Dozens of ey

nd Harrison and Iris, physically shoving onlookers back to clear a direct path toward the exit. "No photos! Back away!" one of the guards commanded, his voice cutting through the thum

uncontrollably. She played the victim perfectly, ce

by the booth, watching the br

the emergency exit do

face, carrying the smell of

aybach was idli

ck door open and shove

slammed the heavy door shut. The

in the rearview mirror and instantly pressed

aybach became a s

her seat. She kept her face buried in her

and violently yanked

dim, ambient lighting of th

licing through the silence like a razo

skipped a v