The Billionaire's Game(58)

“He didn’t. You saved me. Let him leave.”

Her foster father stood in stony silence, trying to move by Kade to leave, but he couldn’t escape Kade’s grasp.

“Fine. He can go. Right after this.” Kade pulled back his powerful arm and slammed his fist into the older man’s face. The force was powerful enough to bring her foster father to his knees.

“You broke my nose,” the older man whimpered, holding his hand to his bloody nose.

Security pushed by Kade and hauled her foster father to his feet.

Glaring at him, Kade said caustically, “Don’t expect me to get you a fucking tissue. You’re a damn coward, and if I had you alone for five minutes, I’d break more than your nose. If you ever get near her again, you’ll deal with me.”

“I thought you were some football hero,” her foster father said with disgust.

“Right now, I’m just a pissed-off man. Get him the hell out of my sight,” Kade told the agents who were holding the man up.

Max had his arms wrapped around Mia, and the room emptied except for them, Kade, and Asha.

“Are you okay?” Kade grumbled, rubbing his hands up and down her arms and scrutinizing her face. “Fuck! I wanted to kill the bastard, but I think you’ve witnessed enough violence in your life.”

“I didn’t see you come in,” she commented softly, still trying to calm down the whole situation.

“I walked in just a few minutes before the bastard raised his hand to you.”

“You’re still fast,” Max said, looking at Kade gratefully. “I wouldn’t have made it quick enough.” He left Mia’s side long enough to hug Asha, whispering quietly, “I’m so proud of you. I know it wasn’t easy to stand up to them. You did great.”

Strangely, it wasn’t all that difficult, but she blushed at Max’s compliment. Maybe she was getting some gumption, or maybe she was just finally able to define the line between right and wrong. “It was past time. Thank you for helping the foster child they were planning on marrying off. I’d like to give you some money to help her.”

Max drew back and shook his head. “Not happening. She’s a sweet girl and she’ll make a wonderful teacher. I’m happy to help her. I’ve already set her up with everything she needs for her education and expenses. She’s fine, Asha.”

“Then I want to set up an organization of some kind. To help other abused women get free. It was something I wanted to talk to you about. You’re a great investor. Can you help me invest the money my father gave me so I can carry on his legacy?” she asked Max hopefully.

“Already done. The foundation has even been named after your father.” It was Kade who spoke this time. “And it’s well-funded at the moment.”

“But I want to do something,” Asha objected. “I want to give something.”

“Harrison set it up and it’s funded by several billionaires. But we could use your volunteer time,” Max told her quietly.

“You set this up?” Asha questioned Kade, her heart thundering as she looked at him. He looked tired, dark circles marring the skin under his eyes and lines of tension showing on his face.

Kade shrugged. “We all did. Max, Travis, Sam, Simon, and I are the primary donors.”

“That’s incredible. I don’t know how to thank you all.” She looked from Mia and Max to Kade, tears of gratitude in her eyes. “But what about my funds? Won’t they help?”

Max grinned at her. “We have other donors lined up. I think you need to invest it for your future.”

“I’ll help you,” Kade grunted.

Max nodded. “You’re good. Maybe better than I am,” Max agreed a little grudgingly.

“I want to learn to do it myself,” Asha commented stubbornly.

“I’ll teach you,” Kade assented. “I’ll just advise while you’re learning.”

Asha nodded eagerly. “Thank you.”

The tension between her and Kade was almost palpable, and although she wanted to see him, being near him was difficult. “I should go. I’m sure you came to visit Max.” She hugged Mia and kissed Max on the cheek. “Thank you. For everything.”

“We’re family. I know you aren’t used to having family, but get used to it. We’ll be meddling in your business all the time,” Max answered with an arrogance and confidence of a man who planned on being her protector for life.

Mia elbowed Max in the ribs. “But only in a good way,” she rushed to add.

Asha laughed, her joy at having people who really cared about her too difficult to hold inside her. “I’ll work on getting used to it,” she agreed. “Oh. I forgot. Do you have anyone who can help me change my tire? I think it’s flat. I have a spare, but I’m not sure I have the equipment I need to change it.”