Chapter Fifty-Nine
Aria There are no words to describe the instant rage I feel the second I make eye contact with the very monster we’re fighting. Edward is very much the father of both Jaxson and Mason, his features like theirs have too many similarities to think otherwise, but the twisted scowl, the sick eyes, it’s as if evil seeps through his pours twisting him into something ugly and gross. Words no one would use to describe either of the younger Maverick men. Even at the late hour, he’s donning a slick dark gray designer suit that seamlessly fits his frame as he strides into the room, straight past the officers that should have prevented him from stepping a foot in. Although all four men from the room follow the three new arrivals through the door for close observation, a laye
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