Chapter 85. Marry Me

Reese

I had never encountered such narcissism. The urge to pull my hair out surged within me. “You’re insane! You’re a son of—”

“We’re not having this conversation here,” he interjected swiftly. “Not in public, at least. I prefer some privacy when speaking with my future wife.”

I heard Trevor’s growl. “You can’t just send me away. I’m here to guard and protect Miss Riley—” He was cut off mid-sentence as two men, presumably Enzo’s bodyguards, grabbed his arms, pinned him to the ground, and handcuffed him.

“Trevor!” I yelled, my eyes wide in shock as I watched them subdue my bodyguard, who was clearly larger than both of them. “Let him go! You fucking bastards!”

There was nothing I could do, as I could only watch as they hauled Trevor out of the room, his curses gradually diminishing in volume. My eyes stung as I whipped my head back to face Enzo.

“You may leave now, Owen. Thank you,” Enzo directed his personal assistant, and Owen nodded, bef