She didn’t know if she would have had it in her to do it, if not for the two men standing at her side. The man thrived on intimidation. It was what he was doing to her now, what he had always done to her. Every instinct within her screamed for her to either submit or run. She did neither. Milla was through with him and his overbearing ways. She would stand up to this bully, here in this town, if it was the last thing she ever did. Milla was through giving in and she was through with running. It was time to stand up to the beast. She stared at Perry. He was a beast through and through. If what she’d seen in her men’s minds really was true, and she couldn’t see how it wasn’t. After all, she’d lived through their memories with them. Perry was more of a beast than any of them ever thought of being. She deserved a home. She deserved a life and, by god, she intended to have both—here in Paradise, if they would have her after this, or in a town just like it, if they wouldn’t.
