DELILAH AMOUR (First Person POV)
I watched the whole thing unfold like I was sitting in the front row of the best show I'd ever seen. It was better than any reality TV drama.
Designer-clad Emilia Romano had just lunged at Brianna like a loose, mad woman.
This was entertainment. And I hoped Brianna would sue her for assault.
Jax moved faster than I'd ever seen him move. His arms wrapped around Emilia's waist from behind, literally lifting her off her feet as Brianna scrambled backward, tripping over a light stand and going down in a tangle of clothing racks and photography setups.
"Let me GO!" Emilia thrashed in his grip, still struggling to reach Brianna. "I want to RIP HER UGLY EXTENSIONS OUT!"
"Emilia, STOP!" Jax's voice was strained with effort as he held his writhing wife. "Jesu
