99. Soon to be husband

Brielle Clarke

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Maxim followed me anyway.

He was much more stubborn than I was so I knew there was no winning with him. If he wanted to do something, he could barely be stopped.

It was weird standing in front of my father’s house after all these months and I found it hard to take a step forward and knock on the door. Maxim held my hand and squeezed. I took a deep breath and smiled at him before we finally started moving.

There were guards on either side of the door but that did not stop me from ringing the doorbell.

“Good morning, ma’am.” They chorused. “Morning sir.”

The difference between Maxim and my father was that Maxim treated his men like family and they didn’t have to be so formal with him while my father acted like they were his workers even if they were the ones that fought all his battles for him while he hid like a little bitch.

Realizing I was starting to sound bitter, I took another deep breath. “Morning.” I returned their greetings when Maxim didn’t bother to.

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