Augustus's words were still weighing heavy on Julia's mind when she woke up before the dawn the next morning. Marcellus hadn't bothered her about it after her sharp warning in the carriage, thankfully, but no doubt she would have to start fending off renewed attempts to have s*x with her soon enough. The thought alone sent phantom insects crawling all over her body, and she felt the pressing urge to take a good, long bath to soak away the dirty feeling.
Except she didn't want to take a bath in this house lest Marcellus barge in again and try to rub himself all over her naked body again, using the emperor's wishes as a piss poor excuse. Her upper lip curled up in a snarl at the very memory of the last time he'd tried that.
No. Not a chance. While she was prepared to deliver hi
