Brielle’s POVThe room, already tense, fell deathly still as a tall man stepped forward from the shadows of the club’s VIP lounge. His presence was quiet, but it carried weight, like a storm gathering strength before the first crack of thunder.He wore a dark, tailored coat over a crisp black shirt, the collar open just enough to reveal a silver chain that gleamed under the lights.His sharp jaw clenched, and his cold, grey eyes scanned the room with lethal calm. He did not flinch when Alice’s bodyguards approached him. Rather, his dread came on them as they instinctively stepped back.He slammed his hand hard on the nearest table. The glass trembled under the impact.“I said,” he repeated, his voice low and deadly, “that is enough.”Alice faltered. Her lips parted, but for once, no words came. The club’s queen, the girl who ruled BriarWood with nothing more than her name, stood stunned.“Who the hell are you?” she asked, though her voice held no real threat now.The man stepped clo
Last Updated : 2026-04-26
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