CHAPTER SIXTY

That bastard had tried to touch her!

That had been the first thought to storm Ryder's mind as the big black guy they called Rox put Bree's small, sleeping body in his arms.

He knew without a doubt that he was right because shirt was missing buttons, like someone had forcibly tried to rip the damn piece of clothing off her body and it made him mad.

He wanted to hit something, preferably the face of the scumbag responsible for this, but he had her in his arms now and he was schooling himself to accept that was enough, for now.

It killed him to imagine how scared abdshe must have been being at the mercy of that Savage swine and he couldn't beging to understand why anyone would want to harm this little, lovely being.

His little one.

He owed a lot to Marco and his men who had risked their own lives to save her, but Brandon owed him a life, his life and he'd vowed to make sure the man pays in every way possible.

Now more than ever.

H