ROBERT

My heart was pounding in my chest as I swerved through the congested streets, my car roaring down the road at breakneck speed.

I was pissed, and my mind raced with rage as I replayed the events leading to this moment of outrage.

Some motherfucker had laid his slimy hands on Renee. On my woman! At a nightclub.

This information was provided to me by the man I'd hired to keep an eye on Renee.

With the threat of paparazzi and reporters following her every move, I'd hired a bodyguard ...