CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-FOUR

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-FOUR

ROXANNE'S POV

I felt strong hands wrap around my waist as I struggled to shield my face from the masses whose teeth were flashing dangerously rather than friendly. 

The hands held strongly to me, reassuring me that I was not alone and would never be.

I truly needed the assurance, for I had almost forgotten that I had arrived with him and that he had sworn to protect me.

"Get out!!!" Edward commanded in a roar, startling even me who was standing beside him into epileptic fear. 

His booming masculine voice was put on display, and before a single eye blink was completed, cardboards, flexes and paper cards dropped traumatically on the floor, as the holders tried to find a place to hide their faces.

Some rushed to the elevator, trying to ignore the elevator's maximum and pushing themselves in. They soon gave up and turned to use the staircase.