Scarlett had a really bad feeling about that place.
She started to turn and pull Knox with her when a group of men came out of the woods, holding rifles.
“Oh s**t. I don’t think this is good,” she whispered.
She watched a few older men, a younger woman, who she assumed was Lisa, and seven guys point guns at them.
“John, Lisa, I’ve been calling you both.”
“I know,” one of the older men replied. “You know, if you had just died when these guys tried to kill you, my life would be so much simpler now.”
Scarlett gasped. Her lioness wanted out right now. She’d tear them up and rip their balls off for putting a hand on her man. Knox tensed beside her.
Knox growled. “You did that? Why, John?”
John glared at his daughter. “Because she couldn’t get you to f**k her.”
“It’s not my fault his s*
