A Question For An Answer Scarlett’s POV I shiver at his words.

Sebastian catches me by my waist, rubbing my cold limbs before he turns to Damian Vanderbilt like a pissed–off lion.

I pull his suit and stop him.

I deserve it.

I chose the baby over Lilith when I should have gone with Jack Fuller’s men.

She was tough, but she was still just one woman who boxes as a hobby.

She could have been hurt if Sebastian wasn’t here.

“I’m sorry–” I mumble, but Damian Vanderbilt wouldn’t hear it.

“You should be!” He grunts coldly, “Next time deal with your own shit instead of getting others in harm’s way for you!” Though I know I was at fault, I can’t stop my eyes brimming and my ears burning when his words sting so harshly.

Oliver Scott comes out of the crowd, standing between me and his friend with a sad look.

He is not saying anything, but his existence magically cools the air down a little.

but firm: “It’s MY

blame this

her fault that these people tried to hurt

and I dodge

that he was startled when he saw

I was startled, too.

cared about

turns to Jack Fuller’s

you better not test my patience!” “Jack Fuller! Our boss is

me, burying my face in his neck, “I’m sorry I was

him hurt you

at his comforting words,

have cried, but his gentle words hit me harder than all

I’m scared.

being the target of a man who is legally my dad, who can give an “all means necessary” order; I’m scared of a real billionaire who is my biological brother, who hates me to the guts

around me when I can’t even

little life in me, I haven’t felt such an

trust him with our safety now? If he is serious about getting back together, would he be able to keep us safe from the hell that I’m in? “Call him,” Damian Vanderbilt twists his foot, and in a horrifying groan, the guy pulls out his phone, looks

the phone to his

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