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“No,” he says. “You should know who you are, love. Who your family is. I’m done with this bullshit.”

Cullen opens the bedroom door.

He screams for Ronan and Laz.

I scramble out of the bed.

“What are you going to do?” I ask.

“He wants to start a fucking war?” Cullen asks. “I’m ready for it.”

“No,” I say. “Not because of me. I’m not worth it.”

“You are worth it, Jaci,” Cullen says. “Believe me. You are.”

Cullen bellows Ronan and Laz’s names again.

I lunge for the door and slam it shut.

I lock it.

Behind me on the screen I hear the scream of a woman.

Cullen stares down at me.

He’s pissed. He looks… evil.

I grab for his shirt with my left hand.

My right hand touches between his legs.

I grip.

I feeleverything.

I gently pull.

We’re not leaving this bedroom yet.

Chapter 28

He’s enraged.

And hard.

He wants to leave the room and go start a war with Archer.

Or maybe that war’s already been started.

I’m not sure what the truth is, but I know my presence is nothing but the equivalent of striking a match and throwing it into a container of gasoline.

My hand stays between his legs as I get closer to him.

Cullen isn’t just hard… he’s… large.

I grit my teeth and slide my hand up his shirt, touching the hard muscles of his stomach.

He makes his move.

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