"Don't be a child about this." Bianca snapped.
A child. That's what she reduced his feelings to.
"I told you," she continued. "I would play my cards right and get my husband back. I will do anything, Julian."
"All these… for Luca?" He dragged a hand through his hair. "You're fucking another man to get Luca," he continued, disbelief bleeding into anger. "What am I to you? Some big block of ice?"
"Julian, please…" she stepped closer. "You… you are the only one truly on my side in this family."
It was a well-placed line.
Perfect, really. Because it was true.
"On your side," he repeated under his breath, tasting the words. But being on her side wasn't the same as being chosen. "I want to get you away from Luca and to me," he said finally, turning back to her. "Not help you win him."
"Julian…" she said quietly. "You and I…" she began, her gaze steady on his. "That's never going to happen. You have to understand that," she added. "But I need your help," Bianca finished.
