“With your father dead, there are complications that need to be dealt with. Marcus has a bone to pick with anyone with the Kane name. He’s not going to let you live if it means you’re a potential threat of him taking over the rubble of an empire your father left behind.”
Hell fury whips up behind Katriona’s thick lashes, and I’m momentarily drawn into the firestorm. Her brows pinch together.
“No one lets or keeps me from doing anything I want. Who the hell do you think you are, Sylan Ward? Are you wanting to take over my father’s whatever it is? Empire? What the hell does that mean, anyway? Are you going to take what you want from me before that asshole Marcus can? Is that why I’m here?”
She jabs a finger at my chest and I have to say, I prefer her pissed off rather than sad.
