Chapter 32 Challenge

• Harley’s P.O.V.
• Carlos’s voice rang like thunder in the bar, firm and commanding. His presence washed a wave of relief over me, like the desert rain, refreshing and lifesaving.
• For a brief second, no one dared to speak as the goons scrambled to their feet and fled, gasping in horror. Beta Conrad followed them outside to arrest them. Then Ella scoffed, her heels clocking loudly on the floor as she took a step forward, arms folded like the same arrogance she always wore like a designer’s coat.