Chapter 246:
Julie's POV
The guards took us upstairs, shoving us roughly into a lavish office. Deep down, I knew I had landed myself in serious trouble this time. I glanced to my side at Max; he was writhing, trying to break free, but three guards were pinning him down with a ferocity that made movement impossible.
The office was massive, dominated by dark mahogany furniture that lent the room a terrifying sense of authority. Suddenly, the tall man entered; he had piercing green eyes and was coldly wiping blood from his forehead with a white handkerchief stained crimson. He looked at me, his eyes blazing with rage. "You hit me and think you can get away with it?"
I lifted my chin despite my racing heart. "Who told you to harass me?"
He raised an eyebrow in disbelief. "I harassed you?"
"You offered to pay for my drink," I shot back impulsively. "What else does that mean?"
He stepped closer, scoffing. "Do you think you're the Queen of England?"
