Bone-chilling cold saturated every corner of the bedchamber, and it locked up every muscle and nerve in Olivia's body before she could even react.
She stared unblinkingly at the two people curled up together on the bed, her teeth chattering uncontrollably.
Her whole body went stiff as a board and ice-cold to the touch, and even her breath came in short, ragged gasps.
"Duke... you... what on earth are you doing?"
She had spent years clinging to the identity of Brando's savior. Because of that life debt, Brando had never spoken harshly to her, always giving in to her demands and indulging her whims.
That special leeway was the only reason she dared to speak up and question him even now, when she could see the killing intent churning in his eyes.
Brando slowly rose from the enchanted ic
