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Only then did Angel release him.

Senna yanked his hand back, his face twisting into a malevolent scowl before smoothing his features into a fake, charming smile for the cameras.

Angel took off at once, guiding me away from the crowd by my elbow.

His jaw clenched as we walked toward the side exit where the rest of the band and Sofia were waiting.

‘Remember when I said these celebs are entitled creeps? He’s the King of Skunks,’ Angel growled, eyes flashing, face scary and taut.

‘I’m sorry for causing a scene,’ I offered, my voice tight with genuine guilt. ‘I thought ignoring him would make a bigger mess.’

‘It’s not your fault, Roxy; the guy is a predator,’ Angel said, pressing a fierce kiss on my forehead. ‘Let’s get out of here.’

Half an hour later, the entire band, plus Mason, Bluey and Sofia, piled into our hotel suite.

They tossed off their tuxedo jackets, slid off their formal bow-ties, and kicked back on the white velvet sofas.

Sofia and I kicked off our heels as Angel handed us filled wine glasses.

Deacon poured room-service scotch into crystal tumblers, tossed two ice cubes into each glass with a loud clink, and handed them to the rest of the group.

‘From what you say, Rox, Angel was going to snap old Senna’s wrist right in front of the press,’ Reign laughed, sipping from his glass.

‘He’s lucky I resisted swinging at his jaw,’ Angel growled.

‘Damn, tonight had all the makings of a good brawl,’ Levi chimed in, dripping with sarcasm. ‘We missed a massive opportunity for free publicity, brothers.’

‘It’s tragic that Senna turned out to be such an entitled sleaze,’ Sofia added, shaking her head as she leaned back against the cushions.

‘Babe, many in the industry are just that,’ Jude countered, setting his tumbler on the table. ‘They can’t keep their paws to themselves and come to events like these just to pick up.’

Mason grimaced with pure disgust.

‘The women too, did you see how the Mademoiselle senior editor who’s sixty-five on a good day was eyeing Levi?’

The room burst into laughter, turning to tease Levi, who threw a velvet pillow across the room, aimed at his brothers.

Everyone chuckled; however, Angel remained near the floor-to-ceiling glass doors, staring out at the midnight ocean with his fists shoved into his pockets.

‘If I ever see that bastard anywhere close to Rox again, I’ll end him,’ Angel growled.

He locked eyes with me as the entire room fell into silence, the casual joking vanishing as the possessive energy in his gaze became apparent.

The intensity between us ratcheted up, as the air in the suite turned hot and charged.

Jude stood up from his armchair, slugged back his drink, and clapped his hands together twice to break the trance.

‘We’re out,’ Jude rasped, grabbing Sofia’s hand and pulling her toward the exit. ‘You two are about to tear this shit up and we’re not sticking around for it.’

The band filed out into the hallway with teasing goodbyes, winks, and faux kisses from Reign and Levi, the jokers in the band, oak doors clicking shut behind them.

Leaving Angel and me gazing at each other in the quiet hush that followed.

Chapter 21

ANGEL

‘I’m yours,’ Roxy gasped.