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Florian is here.
Oh my God.
He came to stop it? Is he insane?
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Maxwell asks, and Florian smirks. “Get out.”
He ignores him and instead says, “The bride is pregnant with my child, cousin. She’s mine.” No one in the crowd blinks an eye, so I guess everyone knows. At least Maxwell kept the whole thing private. It’s still shocking and embarrassing at the same time, though. “Father Paul.” I blink when the priest hastily steps away from the altar, but I have little time to dwell on his behavior as Florian extends his hand to me. “Come here, princess. Now.” His tone leaves no room for argument.
“Don’t you dare, Jimena.” Maxwell snaps his fingers and instantly several men get up from the pews, my heart plummeting when they point a gun at Florian. “You really shouldn’t have come here alone, cousin.”
So all these people are his security guards? He must have expected it, and I want to scream in anger.
What a coward!
“Stop this!” I say, licking my dry lips while chaos erupts around me, and I feel powerless to stop it because these two cannot listen to each other. “Stop it, Maxwell.”
Amusement flashes on Florian’s face, and he asks, boredom coating his voice. “Alone?”
On cue, two men I hadn’t noticed earlier get up as well, removing the safety on their own guns, and I whisper, “No.” Because their presence will start another mess.
Although I should have expected that, right?
It’s either all of them or none of them.
“Come here, Jimena,” Florian repeats just as Maxwell grabs my elbow, holding me still. “You have one second to remove your hand before I cut it for you,” he warns, and Maxwell, to my astonishment, listens to him.
Before anyone can say anything, though, my brother gets up, and I gasp again when he snatches his own gun and points it at the man who once was his best friend.
Until I ruined their friendship.
“Get out, Florian, while you can.”
“I won’t go anywhere without Jimena and my baby, Santiago.”
It always comes back to this, doesn’t it?
He’s a monster hungry for the blood and agony of his victims, and will stop at nothing to get what he wants.
And Maxwell is an obstacle he wishes to eliminate.
Even if it means destroying my family and soul in the process.
Because this isn’t really about the wedding, is it?
It’s about two dynasties going to war because of me. They can’t fathom losing to each other, so they use me as collateral damage in their hatred for one another.
Love doesn’t set us free.
As dramatic as it sounds, it traps us in a cage with no escape.
“You’re outnumbered, Florian,” Maxwell says and laughs. “Although all this can end if you give me what I want.”
Oh.
Did the dark four figure out what he truly wants?
Then it hits me.
