Chapter 4

"Hit him," Ryan ordered coolly. "Drinking himself to death in a bar late at night isn't exactly headline news."

With that, the bodyguards struck even harder. The air filled with the stench of blood.

When punch after punch landed on Edward, I panicked. I swore that I didn't love Edward. So why did my chest hurt this badly?

I kept begging Ryan, but he still didn't call a stop. I didn't dare stop begging either. Edward had crossed Ryan because of me—if anything happened to him, I'd never be able to live with it.

Finally, Ryan grabbed my shoulder and…