Chapter 142 – Bait

• “Christian!” Frankie shouts, making me jump as he slams his hand down on the table and then gets to his feet. “This is absolutely the wrong fucking plan!”
• “Sit down, Frank!” Christian shouts back, clearly getting mad at his bodyguard. “You’re out of line!”
• “You’re letting this desire for power get to your head, Christian,” Frankie growls, his words coming from somewhere low in his throat, slipping through his teeth as he points a finger directly at my husband. My eyes go wide as I stare at him, because I’ve never seen Frankie act like this before. “You are getting way too hungry – it’s making you make stupid fucking choices –“