Page 83 of The Twisted Beats

He hits him repeatedly until the band’s security and the house security appear. The band’s team has Callum restrained with his arms behind his back and holding him in place. His chest heaves as his rage-filled stare burns toward Sebastian.

He wipes blood from his lip. “You’re going to pay for that, Mayze.”

“I guess I didn’t make myself clear.” Callum tries to lunge but is held in place. “Let me fucking go. I need to settle this bullshit.”

He tries to break free as flashes of light snap around us. My body trembles as adrenaline courses through me at warp speed.

What the fuck just happened? One minute, I was floating on a cloud after hearing the most meaningful song I’ve ever heard. The next…this.

“Lily, get the fuck away from him.” Callum yanks his arm out of one of the guys’ grips.

“Cash, cool it. We don’t need a lawsuit.” His uncle runs in front of Callum. “What are you trying to do? Get us blackballed all over the city?”

Callum, still fighting for air, glares at him. “How did she end up down on the floor? You knew I wanted her?—”

“I’ll explain later.” John gestures to the security team. “Get him back on stage so he can finish the show.”

Callum hisses through his clenched teeth. “I’m not going back up there. You lost that right the second you inserted yourself between Livianna and me.”

“Think. I’m your manager, trying to keep you from ruining your career.” John steps to Callum and says something in his ear.

He shoves him and with a red face turns to me. “Wait for me backstage.”

With shaky legs, I nod and wobble away. Two Ur Boyz security men join me on either side while another escorts Sebastian down the hall.

I can only assume they’re leading him out or taking him to write an incident report. I just pray he doesn’t sue Callum.

And working with Sebastian after this… Fuck. I don’t even want to think about how Callum’s going to handle that.

My dad tosses three pages of internet links and stories onto the kitchen island counter beside me. “You two couldn’t create just one scandal. You had to go and add ten times the issues on top of it.”

I scan over the papers while eating a bowl of cereal as I fight off my heartbreak. The pictures show Callum being held back by two large men, me standing next to him with a terrified expression, and Sebastian wiping his bloody mouth with the back of his hand.

Each article has a different headline, but the gist is thatEmber From Denveris involved in a dramatic love triangle with Cash Mayze and her on-screen love interest, Sebastian Holloway.

My heart drops into my stomach. “Daddy, it wasn’t ourfault. Sebastian was the one who tried to kiss me without permission. I swear I was just watching the concert.”

“Livianna, he should’ve never done that, but that’s not the problem.” My dad strides over to the coffee bar and fixes a drink. “Once your mom gets home this afternoon, we’ll come up with a game plan.”

“Why do I need a game plan? I didn’t do anything wrong.”

He turns to me, stirring his coffee. “You skipped work yesterday. They have pictures of you and Cash at the amusement park. Not even eight hours later, he’s fighting your co-star at a concert he almost blew because of you.”

“Why is that my fault?”

“You know how Cash feels about you, but you were hanging out with the guy you make out with on set every day. How can you believe you hold no responsibility in the matter?”

I lower my head. “I didn’t say that. What I was trying to explain is the thing with Sebastian lands on him. He was trying to force me to kiss him.”

“Liv, did you do anything to lead him on?”

My head snaps up. “No! Why would you ask that?”

“Because you like to push Cash’s buttons when you feel insecure.”

“I do not!”

“Let me remind you of the time you told him about your new love interest on the show.” My dad gestures to the garage. “You did that because you were upset about his past with other girls and wanted to get back at him.”