[Charlotte] “Don’t bother fixing yourself up, cher,” he smiles over his shoulder at me, a smug look on his face. “The more people who know you’re mine, and off limits, the better.” “But I must look terrible,” I muss with my hair. I know my makeup is a mess, so I don’t even bother. I can’t imagine anything is left but the eyeshadow, and that is probably smeared. “Violeta will take care of it,” he assures me. “But the boys need to see that you’re my woman. There must be no doubt. I’d hate to have to kill one of them.” “You’re not serious, are you,” I give him a hesitant side eye as we step out of the garage and into the light. His arm wraps around my waist to steady me, and I also realize, to express possession. I’m his possession. I belong to him tonight and he wants to make that very clear. “Oh no, cher. I am very serious,” his eyes grow cold. “Any of those bastards even look at you sideways and I’ll have no choice but to teach them, and everyone else, a lesson. Nobody touches wha
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