“Don’t.”
Lucien’s voice was low.
Controlled.
But I felt the tension in every muscle of his body.
Julian’s pistol remained pressed against Victor’s temple.
Victor met my eyes.
For the smallest moment…
He shook his head.
Almost imperceptibly.
Don’t come.
Julian noticed.
He struck Victor across the face with the butt of the gun.
Victor staggered but stayed on his feet.
“I’ve always admired your loyalty.”
Julian said coldly.
“It’ll be the death of you.”
My chest tightened.
“Stop!”
Julian smiled.
“So…”
He looked at me.
“Have you made your decision?”
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“No.”
Lucien answered before I could.
Julian chuckled.
“I wasn’t asking you.”
“He doesn’t speak for me.”
I said quietly.
Lucien turned toward me.
“Sienna.”
“I know.”
I looked into his eyes.
“I know exactly what you
