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Oh no…
“My role with Lady Charlotte is none of your concern,” Wyatt fires back.
“The hell it isn’t!” Spencer snaps. “Whether you like it or not, I’m with Charlotte now, and you will report to me from this moment forward with regards to her safety.”
Oh God, my knees feel weak.
“I report to Edward Prescott only.”
Spencer smiles sarcastically. “Okay, then you can tell him that Charlotte has had a visitor every night for a week, while you and Anthony got plastered in the hotel bar. I’m sure he will be thrilled about your professionalism.”
The men exchange looks.
“Here’s how this is going to go: Charlotte is perfectly capable of making her own decisions. She deserves your respect and you’re going to allow her to have some fucking privacy for once. You will tell her family about me when she is good and ready.”
“But—”
“No fucking buts. Take out your phone,” Spencer demands. He rattles off his phone number to Wyatt. “Now, if you have any concerns for Charlotte’s safety, you call me.”
The two men glare at him.
“If you don’t give Charlotte the privacy she deserves, you can find another job immediately.”
Oh my God. “Spencer...” I whisper.
“One day soon, you will work for me. Guarding Charlotte for me. I don’t give a fuck about the Prescott money. My concern is for Charlotte’s safety only, and so far, you two are the worst fucking guards I’ve ever seen.”
The men stare at him, shocked.
“If you go against Charlotte’s wishes, you’ll hand your resignation in on the same day. Because I won’t fucking have it,” he growls. “She is your boss. She is the only one who gets to make the decisions around here. Not me, not you, and most certainly not fucking Edward.”
The three men glare at each other while I hold my breath and wait.
“Do I make myself clear?” Spencer asks.
They stay silent.
“Do. I. Make. Myself. Clear?” he yells.
“Yes,” Wyatt mutters angrily. Anthony nods.
Emotion overwhelms me, and I stare at Spencer through tears, as I smile softly. He’s the first man to ever stand up for me—for my privacy.
If I didn’t love him before, I do now.
Spencer turns his attention to me. “I’m going to get ready for work, angel.”
I nod, embarrassed. “Okay.”
He turns back to the boys. “We’ll be going out for dinner tonight. I assume you’ll be accompanying us.”
They nod and step back, clearly defeated.
“We’ll be leaving at seven. Don’t come into this apartment unannounced ever again without calling me first.”
“Yes, sir,” they both reply.
Spencer walks up the steps and I drop my head, ashamed that I liked what he just did.
