Page 22 of Restrain Me


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André’s admiring Sophie’s tennis bracelet, and Laurent is already kissing Liliane. Juliette gives me a bored look.

Ugh, I’m in no mood to entertain her.

Needing to burn some energy, I suggest, “Let’s dance.”

“I don’t want to get all sweaty,” Juliette protests, but when Henri and I start to leave the table, she quickly joins us. “Only one song.”

“You don’t have to join us,” I remind her.

“I’m not watching the PDA at the table.”

I let out a chuckle because she’s about to watch it on the dance floor.

Reaching the dancing area, there’s a fast-paced techno beat filling the air, and as Henri comes to stand in front of me, I lift my arms into the air and start to move with the music.

I feel Henri’s hands on my hips and lose myself in the beat. Time lets go of its hold on me, and one song blends with the next until I feel sweat dampening my skin.

Henri moves in behind me and presses his body to mine, then I hear him in my ear. “Don’t make me prowl for someone else. I want you tonight.”

I’m not going to lie, it feels good hearing his words.

There’s no way I’m risking a disaster by taking Henri home with me, but there are many dark corners in this nightclub where we can get hot and heavy.

Taking his hand, I pull him away from the crowd and head for the hallway where the restrooms are. They aren’t stalls like on the lower levels, but luxurious rooms with doors you can lock.

We’ve hooked up in one before, and it was exhilarating. No one can hear the moans and screams over the loud music.

We reach the restroom, and pulling Henri inside, I turn and place my other hand on his neck while lifting myself onto my tiptoes.

Henri shoves the door shut, but before his mouth can claim mine, the door is slammed open. It hits Henri’s back, and he staggers forward, his body knocking into mine. We lose our balance, and a second later, Henri is sprawled over me.

My butt and hips shudder with the pain from the fall, and stunned I struggle to make sense of what just happened.

“What the fuck?” Henri snaps, but before he can even glance over his shoulder, Max yanks him off of me and shoves him to the side.

I’m grabbed by my arm and hauled to my feet. His hand fists in my hair, and as I’m pulled face to face with Max, I see a world of danger I’ve never encountered before.

His fingers grip my hair so freaking tightly that a couple of strands are pulled out. His intense gaze burns with rage on me as he growls, “The room has not been searched.”

Because of the embarrassing situation, my anger erupts like a volcano in my chest. I try to yank free from his hold, but he only tightens his grip.

“What the hell, man?” Henri says, his voice tight with indignation. “Let her go.”

Before I can express how I feel about this insane situation, Henri steps closer to Max.

An expression I’ve never seen creeps over Max’s face. It’s deadly and downright terrifying, and instantly Henri looks uncertain, taking a couple of steps back.

The tiny hairs on my body rise from the dangerous vibe coming from my bodyguard.

Holy shit.

Max’s lethal gaze swings back to me, and instinctively, I try to take a move away from him.He notices my reaction and the terrifying look drains from his face as he reins in his rage.

What the hell was that? For a moment, it felt like I needed to be protected from Max.

“What’s going on?” Henri asks.

I have to give the man credit for not leaving me alone because he has no idea who Max is.

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