Page 88 of Resisting Mr. Rich


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Maybe I should just punch him and get it done.

He meets my eyes, a murderous glare swirling in his. I recognize it for what it is. He isn’t concerned about Maddy and whether she knows me or not. He only cares that I’ve spoiled his fun. He thought he was getting laid tonight.

Laid in a grave if he doesn’t take the hint soon.

“Logan!” Maddy steps around me, but I sweep her back behind me again.

“You do know him then?” Prick grunts.

“Unfortunately,” Maddy sighs.

“We were just about to leave. So why don’t you fuck off?” Prick smiles at me as he steps closer.

He’s got balls, I’ll give him that. Too bad they’re about to get crushed.

“She’s not going anywhere with you, cuntnozzle, so back the fuck off.”

“Logan!” Maddy grabs onto my bicep as I curl my hand into a fist. “You’re acting like an asshole.”

Prick steps closer.

“That’s right. I’m an asshole.” I poke him in the chest. “But guess what, wankstain… I’m the only asshole who gets to touch her.”

“For god’s sake,” Maddy huffs.

Chloe appears with a blond guy close behind her. Her eyes ping-pong between me and prickface before she glances at Maddy.

“Why don’t you and Kent go get a drink. I’ll find you later,” Chloe says to the blond.

Prick aka Kent glares at me as his friend moves to his side. I can tell what he’s thinking. He’s calculating his chances with Chloe. If he pisses her off and doesn’t drag his mate away, then they’ll both be going to bed with blue balls tonight and only their sad fists for company.

I stare at Kent, unblinking, as he shakes off his friend’s hand on his arm, but then turns to follow him anyway.

“We’re not done, asshole,” he spits as he walks off.

“You are.” I snort.

“What the hell?” Maddy forces her way in front of me, fixing me with a glare that could make a man wither. Except, I love that fire in her eyes. Especially when it’s paired with the deep line between her brows like it is now.

“Maddy?” Chloe sidles up to her. She whispers something in her ear and Maddy nods. Then Chloe disappears through the throng of bodies dancing around us.

“Don’t tell me you were going to go home and fuck that guy, Mads,” I snap when her eyes come back to my face.

“Piss off, Logan. Like you aren’t going to go cozy up with Gabrielle.”

“What?” I reel back.

Maddy spins away from me. “Forget it.”

She storms off the dancefloor, slipping through gaps in the dancers. I jostle and bump my way after her. She’s halfway down a dark corridor leading to the ladies’ room when I catch up.

“What was that?” I grab her wrist and spin her to face me.

Her chest heaves as she yanks her arm free and stomps further down the corridor.

I grab her again before she can disappear and pull her toward a fire exit where it’s more dimly lit. But it can’t dull the angry fire burning in her eyes.

“Run back to wifey, Logan. We’re done. You shouldn’t be following me or trying to talk to me. You can’t marry me to help your business. I’m not an heiress,Prince.” She sneers. “You and I meant nothing.”

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