Twin Cupids at Work Daddy Come Home novel Chapter 115

The lights in the room were dim, wrapping everything in a hazy, golden glow. He sat in the corner of the sofa like he owned the place, posture relaxed but every bit as commanding as a king. One long arm draped over the armrest, his face calm and unreadable. Those eyes, though—dark, intense, and cold as a winter lake.

No one wanted to get too close. You could practically feel the chill rolling off him.

“Who told her to come here?” His voice cut through the room, low and icy.

Silence. Everyone glanced at each other, but no one dared to answer. The tension was suffocating.

Finally, after what felt like forever, Brady piped up, not even trying to hide his relief at having someone else to blame. “It was Josh. He was the one who called her, not me.”

Josh’s brow twitched. He looked like he was about to leap over the table and deck Brady. “You little—”

Madeline interrupted, her tone steady. “I asked him for the address. I came here because I wanted to.”

Julian’s eyes narrowed just slightly. “You’re here for me?”

She nodded, her voice tight with anger. “Yeah. I need to talk to you.”

Something about that seemed to amuse Julian. He crooked two fingers at her, inviting her over. “Then come here.”

Madeline stood her ground.

Julian’s lips curled in a mocking smile. “Didn’t you want to talk to me? Or are we doing this from across the room?”

“I want to talk to you alone.”

The place was too loud, the lighting too dim, and there were two beautiful girls practically glued to Julian’s side. Definitely not the right setting for any kind of real conversation.

He scoffed, giving her an obvious once-over. “Really? Who comes to a place like this and doesn’t drink? What, you think you’re too good for me?”

Madeline looked nothing like the other girls in the room. She wore a crisp white suit, the blazer fitted perfectly around her slim waist, and the long white pants made her legs look even longer. Her features were striking, every detail precise, and her whole vibe was cool, distant, untouchable.

She didn’t need to show any skin to outshine everyone else here.

The businessman’s stare turned gross, his eyes crawling over her with a hungry look.

Madeline could feel it, the discomfort prickling along her skin.

Julian’s face darkened as he watched the man leer at her, but he stayed silent, just watching. He wasn’t going to help. He wanted to see how long Madeline could hold out on her own in a room full of wolves before she’d ask him for help.