Chapter 18

Two bodyguards stood guard outside the club. Maverick was about to enter with Bianca in tow when the bodyguards raised their arms and stood in their way. Maverick's face turned frosty once he saw that. He looked at the bodyguards with a hostile gaze. "My uncle asked me to come here. What is the meaning of this?" The bodyguards were over six feet tall. In an icy voice, one of them said, "I need to go in and report this." A ball of anger rose within Maverick. He was about to lash out when Bianca tugged at his sleeve next to him. She figured that Zachariah was putting her in a tight spot on purpose. She looked up and smiled sweetly at the bodyguards. "I'll wait here. Can Maverick enter before me?" After last night's rain, the temperature had fallen significantly. The night was cold, and the draft through the club was chilling to the bone. In order to look good, Bianca had chosen to wear a satin dress. When the wind blew, it almost felt as freezing as not having anything on.