Chapter 79

  Rhett's POV

  I didn't even know what I was doing when I aimed the gun at Dominic.

  My hand moved on its own, my pulse hammering so hard it drowned out everything else. My father's voice was a distant growl, and low.

  "Put it down, Rhett."

  But I couldn't.

  Every muscle in my arm locked, and f...

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