Chapter Twelve

He leaned close so his presence towers over her, confiscating any type of personal space she could have.

'I'm glad my wedding was simple. No one was shouting, bed her! Bed her! That would be so embarrassing. Kairo is worried. But it's baseless. Isha would never come between their brotherhood. We have talked about it. I always spray mist to keep the unpleasant scent away from me. Liam is careful to come around me when he's drunk. He gets rid of the smell before returning to me.'

She wanted to tell Kairo not to think too much. But Liam asked her to go. Kairo's hand was bleeding. He clasped the glass so hard that it shattered and pierced the skin of his hand.

Reluctantly, She spun and walked away with Travis and two more guards. Liam stayed with Kairo. He needed stitches.

She drifted her gaze around. Rick was surrounded by guards, instructing them. She darted her eyes around to see her elder brother. He was nowhere to be seen.

She swallowed in