t door. The wood groaned und

. His footsteps finally echoed down the hallwa

Isidora shoved Cedrick's

he let he

fumbled to button the collar of her

sidora hissed u

ed the door handle, unlocked it, and practi

rubbing the lingering scent of iris off his skin. His eyes were pitch blac

rd the side lounge, tryin

d the corner

nding in the middle of the lounge. Two security guards

d already gathered, thei

ne of the guards hard in the chest and wrap

est. She pointed a manicured finger dir

y. "She sent me a text saying if I didn't leave yo

e crowd gasped. Whispers of "vicious" an

age. He let go of Chantelle and

intending to slap her across

tared directly into Kevin's eyes with a look s

ink your cheap threats will make Chantelle leave? Look at yourself! You look like a rottin

ed out loud. The hum

ghter. He just looked at her with deep disgust, his eyes filled with absolute fury. He was violently embarrassed that her inabi

. Her spine was perfectly straight. Behi

tch purse. Her thumb found the home butt

he screen, a cold, mocking laugh

hand in his pocket. The sheer weight of his p

es flicked to Chantelle, stripping he

ehave like dogs in heat in public?" Cedrick's v

face turning pale. "Uncle

u can buy for ten dollars on Hollywood Boulevard?" Cedrick's gaze didn't even flicker toward Isidora. His wrath wa

he opened her mouth to scream, but one look at C

Why was the man who had just assau

ilted his head slightly. A dark,

g the show. He wanted to see what the

n, who had just arrive

e official toast to begin in the main ballroom