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<b>Sean </b>didn’t waste <b>a </b>single word or even spare Zac a proper nce<b>. </b><b>His </b><b>fist </b>flew straight at Zac’s face with full <b>force</b><b>, </b>powered by unrestrained
fury<b>. </b>
<b>Zac </b>staggered back from the blow<b>, </b>clutching his face. “<b>What </b>the hell’s your <b>problem</b>?!”
Sean pulled Charlotte behind him, shielding her with his body. His voice was <b>icy</b><b>, </b>teeth clenched in rage. “Stay the hell away from her.<b>” </b>
Zac<b>, </b>already seething from the punch<b>, </b>exploded when he saw Sean guarding Charlotte like she was his.
He shoved Sean hard. “She’s mine! Don’t you f<b>*</b>cking touch her!”
Sean handed <b>the </b>food container to Charlotte. “Be good. Go wait over there.”
Then he turned andnded a hard <b>kick </b>straigh
into Zac’s side<b>, </b>sending him sprawling to the ground.
Zac scrambled up, battered and humiliated. <b>He </b>was a Gib
heir-
—pampered, admired, treated like royalty his whole life. When had he ever
been humiliated like this<b>? </b>
And this man? He clearly wasn’t just some passerby. One look at the way he shielded Charlotte, and it was obvious that there was something between them.
They hadn’t even been broken up that long, and she already had someone <b>else</b><b>? </b>
The thought stabbed at his pride, and jealousy twisted inside him like a de.
Furious, <b>Zac </b>threw a wild punch at Sean’s face.
Sean dodged it cleanly, thennded a brutal blow to <b>Zac’s </b>nose. Blood burst from his <b>face</b>.
Charlotte tried to intervene, but <b>with </b>both men in a blind rage, there was no stopping them. She stepped aside<b>, </b>not wanting to make things
worse.
Blood streamed from Zac’s nose, and he felt every ounce of rage surge straight to his head. Eyes wild, veins bulging, he let out a curse and threw a vicious kick at Sean.
Sean grunted from the impact but retaliated instantly, shoving <b>Zac </b>to the ground. He pinned him down with a knee to the chest, one hand mped around his throat, the other smashing fist after fist into his <b>face</b>.
Sean had always been the calm,posed heir, groomed to perfection. He hadn’t thrown a punch since that one incident years ago.
But <b>now</b><b>, </b><b>for </b>Charlotte, he had lost all restraint.
Zac, taking hit after hit, finally broke free<b>. </b>His face was swollen, eyes bloodshot<b>, </b>veins pulsing with fury. He roared andunched himself back at Sean, fists flying<b>, </b>every punch thrown with reckless<b>, </b>murderous <b>force</b>.
Sean didn’t hold pack either. <b>He </b>fought like he meant <b>to </b><b>end </b><b>it</b>, <bnding </b>blow after blow<b>, </b><b>just </b><b>as </b><b>savage</b>.
Charlotte stood frozen. She had never seen either of <b>them </b>like this–relentless<b>, </b>brutal<b>, </b>totally unhinged<b>. </b>At first<b>, </b>she was <b>too </b>stunned to speak. But as the fight spiraled out <b>of </b><b>control</b><b>, </b>fear gripped her.
Someone could get seriously hurt. Or worse.
She tried shouting for them to stop, over and over, but neither man heard her. They were too far gone–caught in a blood–soaked blur of fists and <b>fury</b>.
Sean’s driver rushed forward to break up the fight, but Zac shoved him to <b>the </b>ground.
w the chaos and the driver lying
The security guard at theplex entrance came running at the sound of themotion. But as soon as he on the ground<b>, </b><b>he </b>froze. Without a word, he pulled out his phone and called the police and <b>an </b>ambnce.
Rassersby, rmed by how vicious the brawl looked<b>, </b>quickly veered off <b>course</b><b>, </b>skirting around the bushes to avoid getting caught in <b>the </b>
crossfire.
Even when the paramedics and police finally arrived, the two men were still locked in a brutal fistfight.
<b>The </b>officers had <b>to </b>physically pull them apart.
Neither <b>Zac </b>nor Sean had the upper hand. Both looked wrecked.
Zac’s face <b>was </b><b>swollen </b>beyond recognition, blood <b>smeared </b>across his face from <b>his </b>busted nose. His shirt <b>cor </b>was torn<b>, </b>and <b>his </b><b>entire </b>
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appearance was a mess <b>of </b>dirt and blood<b>. </b><b>He </b>looked like he had just crawled <b>out </b><b>of </b>a war zone.
Sean didn’t look much better. A cut bled down the side of his <b>face</b><b>, </b>his lip <b>split</b><b>, </b><b>his </b>hand gashed from Zac’s cufflink. He was <b>covered </b>in dirt, blood, and sweat<b>–</b>nothing like theposed<b>, </b>elegant man people usually saw.
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