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“No.” A deep voice booms from the back of the room. “She doesn’t.”
My head spins around as I gasp.
Oh, my god.
Maddox stands in the aisle dressed in the most stunning black suit, looking like some kind of model/gangster. His arms hang from his broad shoulders and there is so much power rolling from him that the entire room is silent.
Around him stand Parker, Travis, Killian, and Zayne. Also, all in black, like they’re ready for battle.
His eyes meet mine and my mouth falls open.
“Well, well, well,” Pierce mutters, almost amused beside me.
My father flies to his feet. “Security! Get these men out of here!”
My mother looks like she’s about to have a heart attack, swiveling around and then glancing back at me. I look at Maddox again and for the life of me, I don’t know why, but I smile.
His lips twitch and his left hand reaches out, inviting me to choose him.
The crowd shuffles, turning to work out what is happening, and their phones lift to take photos of the disruption.
I don’t care.
“Go to him and I will destroy your father.” Pierce grinds out. “Tell my son he needs to leave.”
“Why are you doing this?” I beg of him.
“Because”—he leans his mouth against my ear—“it makes my cock hard. The same one Maddox sucked over and over and over when he was a little boy.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
MADDOX
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I watch as Pierce tugs Kyra against his chest and let out a growl as my feet start moving.
“Woah there, tiger.” Parker grabs my arm, stopping me. “Remember the plan.”
My fists clench.
“Security! Get these men out of here!” her father screams.
Oh yeah, about that.
Connor Barrett’s security team has been briefed not to interfere.
“Happy for them to stand back while you get your girl, but if anyone looks like they're about to get hurt they'll step in,” Connor said to me on the phone last night.
Fair enough.
Out of the corner of my eye, Travis takes a few steps to the right to intercept Derek Fox as he approaches.
“Just give the bride a minute to decide,” he warns him.
“The fuck—”
“Listen to him,” Killian says, flicking a knife around in his fingers.