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I nodded. But come tomorrow, if she is still worked up. We were talking about it.

CHAPTER 42

Madeline

The little things slowly became normal again. My heart swelled as I stared at my engagement ring.

I really didn’t deserve another one. Not after what Mom had done to my last one.

Looking through the crowd, Vince was still yelling at Bastion. He ran his hand over his head, the muscles in his neck bulging as he yelled at his brother. It was hard to feel sorry for Bas when seeing Vince this angry turned me on.

God, I had a problem.

He glanced in my direction; his eyes locked with mine. He kept talking to Bastion, but didn’t look away from me.

I wasn’t sure what I had done to deserve him.

Watching him as he walked towards me.

“Sorry, it took so long.” His tattooed hand covered mine. “Are you finished?” he looked at the drink beside me. I hadn’t even seen the bartender place it down.

I nodded, linking my fingers with his. Letting him pull me through the nightclub. He had argued with Bastion for nearly an hour, and in that time, the crowd here had doubled.

“So, are you finished for the night?” I asked as he held the car door open for me.

“No, Bastion has a mess. I need to clean up. Before Damius hears about it.” Holding his hand as I stepped up into the car. “The driver will take you home. I won’t be home until late.”

God. I shouldn’t feel so disappointed. I nodded.

“Sorry about dinner.” he pulled the seat belt around me.

I shrugged. I hadn’t liked the menu; it was nearly impossible to guess the calories.

“Good night, my husband.”

Kissing me so softly. “Good night, my wife,”

He winked at me before closing the door. Leaning my head against the window.

I already missed him. My home.

Vince's brothers had taken over our lounge room. What had happened I wasn’t sure, but the fact Vince had maybe three hours sleep and was back up. I assumed it wasn’t good. Knowing if they wanted to tell me, they would have. I kept my distance.

Glancing at my phone, an unknown caller. Uncle Cole must have something important to tell me.

They had blocked me out of all local deals since I told them I was stepping back.

This would be my last trip to handle the connection with the suppliers.

And for once. I didn’t care that they were disappointed with me.

“Morning Uncle,” I turned the crackers over, reading the calories on the packet. Why couldn’t Vince's chef get water crackers?

“Are you near Vincent?”

Odd question. “No. Vince is busy.” I looked up, making sure the sliding door was still closed. “Why? Do want to talk to him?”

“I am giving you a warning, Maddy, as you are now tied to them.”

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