Mary's POVSeeing me trapped in Ryder’s embrace, the relief that had washed over Julian’s face just a second ago vanished without a trace. In its place, an ice-cold, murderous aura—far darker than ever before—took over every inch of my husband's body. With one lethal motion, Julian snatched his assault rifle from the marble floor and aimed it dead center at Ryder's forehead."Take your filthy hands off my wife, or I will blow your head off right this second," Julian hissed, his voice sounding as terrifying as the grim reaper itself.But Ryder didn't flinch in the slightest at the muzzle of the gun. Instead, the man offered a demonic smirk. Deliberately and full of provocation, Ryder shifted his hand, gently caressing and placing his palm right over my slightly bulging stomach—asserting his absolute claim over this baby.He leaned down, whispering in my ear, yet his eyes challenged Julian with a flash of pure arrogance. "Shoot, Kessler. Let's see how fast your bullet travels before
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