"You want to know what I get out of this?" he asked finally.
"Yes."
"Revenge," he said simply. "Same as you."
"On Ethan?"
"On all of them." His voice was cold. "Ethan. My father. Everyone who's treated me like I don't belong in that family just because my mother married into it."
I studied his face, there was no warmth there, no softness.
"What did they do to you?" I asked quietly.
Julian's jaw tightened. "That's not your concern."
"You're asking me to trust you," I said. "To let you into my life, to marry you, to go to war with you. But you won't tell me why?"
"You don't need to know why," he said. "You just need to know that I want them destroyed as much as you do."
"That's not enough."
"It has to be." He leaned back, his eyes hard. "I'm not asking you to be my friend, Claire.
