The amber eyes seemed to harbor a giant beast, making one's heart tremble with fear.
A cool smile appeared, and a wicked gaze fixed on Yulia O'Connell, "Since you left, she's been sharing my bed. I didn't expect Lord Night had such a hobby, enjoying what's left by others."
With each word he spoke, Yulia O'Connell's face turned a shade grimmer, as if something was being torn apart from her chest, her flesh and blood separating.
One was the man she once loved the most, and the other her beloved brother, but now they had reached such a state.
"She is your sister, and I will kill you," Nathan Knight drew a gun from his back.
"Nathan Knight," Yulia O'Connell calmly unclasped his large hand, "You should go. I just wanted to see if you were still alive, but we are impossible now, please leave."
She was scared, scared that the two men she cared about the most would kill each other in front of her.
