*Shelby*

"Get your f*cking hands off, my wife!"

I was shocked as Michael jumped off the back of the jet ski and stormed up the beach. I moved back from Ryan, desperate to get more space between the two of us. Ryan stood there with his mouth hanging open, completely dumbfounded and obviously too drunk to realize that he was just caught by none other than Michael Astor himself.

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?" Michael ...