Fighting for Her

Beaten, Bryce was kneeled and restrain by Massimo’s men. Fabe rustle to him and struggled defending him. Fighting her father’s guards.

“Dad! Stop it, please!” she begged, hugging Bryce.

“He got all the balls to come here and questioned my decision!” Massimo yelled.

“I’ll talk to him, just stop this!” Fabe cried, shivering in fear for Bryce’s life.

Massimo stormed away, leaving them. Fabe immediately helped Bryce up and led him to his car. She took his key and drove off.

“Where are you taking me?” Bryce asked faintly.

“Home,” Fabe answered while driving fast.

“No. Don’t take me home. Turn around. Take me to my favorite hotel. I don’t want them to see me like this.”

Fabe quickly drifted around and took him to the hotel. She called his investigator friend and informed him about his condition.

“Fabe, please. Don’t marry Jonathan.”

“Why the hell did you face my dad? What were you thinking? He could have killed you without a trace do you know that!” she scorned, pacing in the