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“Sol—"
But, before she can confirm the bid and whatever that entails, all hell breaks loose.
Vaughn’s hand reaches into the inside pocket of his jacket, slowly withdrawing a small, sleek handgun and leveling it at Creswell’s temple.
My gasp of shock joins several others, alongside a shrill cry toward the back of the space, as Vaughn calmly states, “Isaid: Retract. Your. Bid.”
Creswell swallows roughly, clearly attempting to save face. “But therules—”
Vaughn drags the gun across Creswell’s temple with cool indifference before he presses it against the Brit’s perspiration-dotted forehead. Then he tilts his head to one side, his brow puckered in genuine confusion. “Do you have a preference?”
“For what?”
My savior blinks lazily before drawling, “For where this bullet goes,obviously.”
The other man pales, and Vaughn chuckles as he exaggeratedly whispers, “The back of your head would make for less mess in my experience.”
Creswell’s mouth drops open as sweat openly drips down his temples. A telltale stain appears on the front of his beige dress pants, and his cheeks heat in the knowledge that he’s just pissed himself.
Vaughn watches on, his face utterly void of emotion as his eyes unerringly land on a pasty-faced Lucia.
“I’m fully ready to face all consequences in order to stop you from getting your hands on her.” He stops, glancing up at me, and Iswear, something in his eyes softens for the barest moment before he looks to Creswell, his jaw set like granite.
“This woman is off limits to everyone.” His voice drops to a low timbre as his eyes find and hold mine. Those onyx pools set my heart racing ever faster, and I step closer to the edge of the stage where he’s waiting, my feet propelling me closer without thought.
“She’smine.”
My stomach flip-flops at the sheer fervency in those eyes fixed firmly on mine, even as my whole body vibrates with raw emotion like I’ve never experienced before.
Then, with the handgun firmly in his right hand, he reaches onto the stage to drape me across his left shoulder, ass in the air, head dangling as his long strides cover the ground between us and the exit.
“Auction’s over, folks. Now get the fuck out of my house.”
* * *
VAUGHN
A scant two weeks ago, before Wren Caputo came barrelling into my carefully bland life, I’d have bet every cent I possess on the fact that I have no heart.
It died twenty years ago, making emotions something that I just don’tdo.
Except the pounding beneath my breastbone is evidence that I’ve been mistaken.
My heart has simply been in hibernation, waiting for the one person who could jolt it back to life.
And right at this moment, I’m wholly sure that same person is about to give that same heart a motherfucking coronary, despite the fact that Ford’s team has undoubtedly begun cleaning the mess downstairs.
“Are you fucking insane or just stupid?”
I toss Wren onto her bed, having not spoken a word the entire time since I stole her fromRavish.
I have no doubt that there'll be consequences, but right now, I’m too wound up to think beyond what almost happened.
What absolutelywouldhave happened had I not covered Jules’s shift.
My eyes glaze over, and my breath stutters in my throat as I recall how rough Creswell likes it. How he’d have undoubtedly ruined my little bird had he gotten his hands on her.
“Don’tyou fucking dare speak to me like that.”
