Julian stood at the door to the deck. His face was red with anger. The ship’s Christmas lights twinkled behind him, casting long, trembling shadows on the floor. He looked down at my hand, still cradled in Lucian’s big, warm palm. He looked as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.“Get away from her, Lucian,” Julian whispered. He walked toward us. He tried to look strong and intimidating, but next to Lucian, he looked like a child playing.I felt fear strike me. My heart pounded in my ribs like a trapped bird. But then, I remembered the smell of jasmine and sandalwood in our room. I remembered the sight of Chloe’s hands in Julian’s hair. My fear turned to a cold, sharp blade. I didn’t pull my hand away. Instead, I squeezed Lucian’s fingers. I needed him to know I wasn’t going to run.“He doesn’t want to come with you, little brother,” Lucian said. His voice was calm, but there was a growl beneath it. He didn’t move an inch. He stood like a mountain of leather and muscle between m
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