Chased by my Billionaire Ex-Husband
Roman followed, but I quickly rushed forward, grabbing his arm before he could go any further.
“That’s enough, Roman. Please.” I begged, holding onto him tightly.
He stopped, his chest heaving with rage. His eyes—still red and burning—locked onto Julian. For a moment, no one spoke. Only the sound of heavy, ragged breathing filled the loud, tensed silence.
Finally, Roman hissed under his breath, his voice full of pain.
“You’re not worthy of being my brother,” he said. “You’re not even worthy of being a Montgomery.”