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