Page 77 of Accidental Fiancé

“From me,” his brother teased.

Marcus slugged his shoulder but didn’t disagree. “It’s no big deal, Chloe.”

“Like hell it isn’t!” She faced off with me again. “Is Julian obsessed with me or something?”

“Huh?”

“Maybe that’s why he’s attacked two of my boyfriends.”

“Can’t speak for the other guy,” Marcus said, “but I kind of earned this.”

“Shut up, Marcus,” she ordered. “No one was talking to you.”

Apollo’s eyes widened at that, and he smirked but said nothing. He didn’t have to, his face did it for him.

Marcus tried again, “Uh, Chloe, listen?—"

With her eyes on me, she put her hand in his face to shut him up. “Julian is obsessed with me, isn’t he, Maggie? That’s why you put on this little show, right?”

I blinked at her. “What show?”

“The mama bear comment? That thing in the closet, as if he can’t keep his hands off of you? Showing up here to make me jealous?”

“We didn’t even know you’d be here!” Though, with the way life had been screwing with me lately, I should have expected it.

The others returned and crowded the lounge. Julian walked in next to an older man who had to be Marcus and Apollo’s father. When Julian saw me standing with the three of them, his face sank.

But as Chloe smiled wide and evil, every scrap of heat left my body. She loudly proclaimed, “Your so-called fiancéisobsessed with me. That’s why he tried to make me jealous at the reunion by using you. Have some self-respect, Maggie.”

“You are out of your mind.”

“I’m not the one pretending here,” she said confidently as she folded her arms under her breasts.

“Julian doesn’t give a shit about you!” I shouted at her.

She kept her evil grin trained on him as he joined us. “I think he might disagree.”

“Chloe.” He stood tall, glaring down at her. “I think you need to back off.”

“Why? What will you do? Hit me too?”

“Hardly. But I still think it’s in your best interest to go to Marcus’ room and cool off. Maybe you could tend to your boyfriend’s wounds.”

“The ones you gave him, you mean?” she said snidely.

Marcus flatly interjected, “I’m fine, Chloe, thanks for asking.”

She barely rolled her eyes at him as if that was more effort than he was worth. “We’re not done here.”

“I think you are.” Julian subtly stepped between me and her. He lowered his voice. “No one wants more of a scene than what has already happened. Especially you.”

Why especially her?

“Is that a fact?” she asked, smirking up at him. “I’m pretty sure you’re the one who doesn’t want a scene, and besides, I’ve already made enough money from this deal anyway.”

“Chloe,” he growled.

“Money?” I directed my question at Julian.

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