Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Maybe Nathalie made too much of a scene, because Jackson's backup showed up fast―Jules and Mrs. Vincent's people arrived almost at the same time.

The moment Jules saw Mick and Jackson curled up on the ground, bloodied and battered, his face twisted in pity. He shot a glare at Nathalie, the obvious ringleader. "Nathalie, you're a young woman. How could you be so vicious? Call off your people right now! If someone dies, can you handle that kind of consequence?"

Nathalie gave Lizzy a look, and Lizzy finally stopped.

Mick was barely hanging on, breath ragged and weak. "I'm calling the police," he croaked.

Morris rolled his eyes. "Go ahead. If you actually dare, I'll even give you some credit. But do you? What about all those filthy photos in your folder, or your medical records? You sure you want me to drop them on trending?"

Mick's bravado instantly collapsed, panic flashing across his face. His anger turned to uncertainty and dread.

Morris let out a soft, cold laugh. "You drugged Nathalie first. Her people roughing you up? Seems fair. But if you bother her again, next time you won't get off so easy."

Mick swallowed hard. There was something about Morris-he was young, his voice gentle, but somehow he radiated a quiet, bone-deep threat. It made your skin crawl.

chivalry kicked in. "Nathan, Nathalie, you're in my house, and you just beat up the guy I've been grooming as

a polite edge. "Mr. Jules, it's not that I don't respect you. But Mick's gone too far-he stole my project, drugged

"I don't go looking for fights. But

lot of deals together. You and Mick will

guy with such rotten character, then I don't

"Nathalie-"

"Jules-"

her name when Mrs. Vincent stormed in, her voice ringing through the room as

two disasters in just one day

looked torn. "Mother, Nathan and Nathalie provoked him first. Look at Mick -Nathalie whipped him half to

brought it

Jules was floored.

take sides without even