Shattered Rose He Held On Tight novel Chapter 30

Chapter 30 A Barroom Reckoning

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Quade saw their hesitation and sneered. “What are you afraid of? One of them’s a useless heiress with no mother and a father who doesn’t care. The other’s a castoff thrown out of her family. Even if you sleep with them tonight, no one will bat an eye.”

He deliberately raked his gaze up and down the two women. “Their looks are all they’ve got.. Who knows how filthy they really are behind the scenes? And this one in the red dress–bet you didn’t know—she’s a lunatic–”

Crack-

Before he could finish, a beer bottle shattered against his skull, cutting short the hand he was stretching toward Whitney.

As blood and alcohol streamed down his face, Quade looked through the sticky warmth and saw Claudia’s bright, wicked smile.

“Since you know I’m crazy, then you should also know–crazy people don’t get punished for killing, right-”

Her grin was wide, dazzling, and childlike, but it sent chills down every spine in the room.

Screams erupted.

“She’s killing him!” The cry tore through the drunken crowd, and chaos exploded across the bar.

The commotion downstairs finally drew the attention of the bar’s owner on the second floor. He frowned and started to head down, only to be blocked by a man with a phone raised, recording.

“Hey, don’t. It’s just getting good,” David said gleefully, stopping him. He even added, “Tell guys not to interfere either.”

And what was he filming?

At first, David had been ready to step in. He hadn’t expected the girl to be this ferocious.

The Romero family didn’t raise delicate roses–she was more like a chili pepper.

David clicked his tongue in amusement.

Since his own people weren’t the ones taking hits, he was more than happy to sit back and watch.

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The bar owner looked down at the panicked guests scattering across the floor and grimaced. Great.

Downstairs, the tide had turned.

Claudia had struck straight at the source, smashing Quade over the head with a bottle.

The rest, two already smarting from earlier blows, faltered. Who dared go toe–to–toe with the woman who had just brained Mr. Zimmer?

Quade lay on the floor, his life or death uncertain. Thinking of the Zimmer family’s inevitable wrath, the others bitterly regretted getting involved tonight.

What they’d thought was an easy mark turned out to be a live wire.

A few of the cagier ones tried to slip away.

Claudia blocked their path, her eyes sharp, her smile arched with dangerous charm.

“What’s this? Weren’t we drinking? Where are you going?”

The fat one, still wiping liquor from his face, squinted at her. “You dare lay hands on Mr. Zimmer–you’ll pay for this later.”

Claudia tapped the jagged rim of the broken bottle still in her hand. The glinting shards made everyone shudder.

The fat man flinched back, terrified she’d drive it straight into his skull.

“We’ll worry about later when it comes. For now, let’s settle tonight’s tab.”

Whitney, perfectly in sync, cut off the other side and smiled. “Gentlemen, after you.”

A tall, skinny man in glasses, his pride already bruised, snarled, “They’re just women! What are you all afraid of? Take them together!”

Their eyes flicked from one to another. True, they were men, stronger, bigger. Surely two girls couldn’t stop them?

But sometimes instincts are right.

Five minutes later, the would–be toughs were sprawled across the floor, groaning.

Who could have guessed that beneath those delicate looks, the two women were trained fighters?

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Chapter 30 A Banoom Reckoning

No wonder they had been fearless from the start.

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