"You are staying here," Alexander said. His voice was flat and cold. He pulled a dark jacket over his shoulders and zipped it up fast, his movements sharp and angry.
"No, I am not," Clara said. She stood right in front of the door, blocking his way. She had already taken off her slippers and put on her heavy winter boots. "You don't know Beatrice like I do. You think she is just a thief who stole your company codes, but she is my family. I know what she thinks."
Alexander stepped right up to her, his tall, broad frame completely blocking the light. His face was scary because it was so calm. "Julian had a gun, Clara. He wants a reason to hurt you just to make me suffer. You are staying in this house where my men can watch you."
"If you leave me here, I will just take a car and follow you
