The tension between Ethan and Damien had reached a boiling point. Bella stood between them, hands trembling as she tried to stop the fight that was tearing her world apart. Her heart pounded in her chest—not just from fear, but from the lingering heat of Damien’s earlier touches.
Damien’s jaw was tight, eyes dark with fury. “You don’t get to touch her,” he snarled, his voice a dangerous growl. Every muscle in his body radiated a mix of anger and desire. Bella’s body responded instinctively; her skin tingled, heat pooling between her thighs despite the chaos around them.
Ethan took a defensive stance, his protective instincts overriding any hesitation. “She’s not yours to claim! She’s my sister!” he shouted, fists clenched, gaze locked on Damien. But even as he spoke, Bella felt the magne
