Inside Maximus Playgrounds Garry's POV
Garry swallowed hard, trying to keep his nerves in check as he stood in front of a towering figure the man he was supposed to impress.
"Hello, father-in-law." He forced a grin, his voice holding a slight nervous edge.
Across from him stood William Maximus, a man built like a war machine broad shoulders, chiseled arms, and a presence that screamed danger. His short buzzed hair and well-groomed beard only added to the aura of someone who had seen, and done, a lot.
Dressed in a sleeveless t-shirt and shorts, the man looked relaxed yet there was nothing casual about the way his sharp eyes scanned Garry, sizing him up like prey.
William took a slow drag from his cigarette, then flicked it to the ground, exhaling smoke as he spoke. "So, you're the stinky kid my daughter was fighting for?" His voice was deep, rough. "Hmph. You don't look that impressive to me."
Garry was about to respond when Jimmy, standing beside him, casually crossed his arms.
