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❝ I'm a man of great restraint but seeing you like this is pushing the boundaries of my self control, so bad that I might just pin you against this wall and fuck the life right out of you. ❞
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San Francisco royalty, Killian Fobster is an e...
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My heart was palpitating. It pounded hard, so hard that I swore it would burst out of my chest.
"What the hell are you doing here?!" Scott barked, charging at him again but I quickly wormed my way in between them.
"Scott please stop."
"No." He hissed, his eyes filled with so much rage as he shoved me aside and jammed Killian against the wall. "I thought I told you I didn't want to see you anywhere near my sister?! What part of leave her the fuck alone didn't you understand!"
Killian groaned. God no. He was bleeding. This was all my fault. I shouldn't have let him in. I shouldn't have asked him to stay.
"Scott, I'll explain," I held his arm desperately. "Please let him go."
"Stay out of this," he gruffed, flinging his arm away from mine so harshly that I stumbled backward but caught myself with the support of the counter.
"Let me fucking go!" Killian barked, ripping Scott's hand away from his throat and staggering back, fighting to get his air. For a moment, he looked like he would pass out, but he managed to straighten up with pure rage crossing his face. "What the hell is your problem!" He shoved his chest hard, so much so that Scott hit his back against the refrigerator.
It must have hurt but he buried the pain and charged back at Killian.
The two men I cherished the most were falling apart in front of me. Nausea rose in my throat but I struggled to stop it.
"Please stop!" I cried but none of them listened, they both stared with a lethal velocity at each other, panting, their stance still combative.
"I don't know what your problem is but you need to get over it," Killian scowled, bunching up his fist.
"Killian please," I begged but he dismissed me and wiped the blood oozing out of his mouth, glaring deadly at my brother.
"Hope, stay out of this." Scott compelled, pulling me to him.
"Don't fucking touch her," Killian growled, scooping me out of the way as he planted his hand on Scott's chest and shoved him back again.
Scott caught himself from stumbling and advanced again. "You think I want to hurt her? She's my sister you fucker! I'm only trying to protect her."
"From what?!"
"From you! I want you to stay away from her. Is that fucking much to ask!"
"She's my wife for God's sakes!" Killian flared up. "We're having a goddamn baby you fool."
"She was my sister first you idiot and I won't let you woo her with your fucking lies."
"They're not lies, I love Hope and she knows it."
Scott scoffed, shaking his head. "How could you love her? You're nothing but a cold-hearted sick fuck too self-centered to love anybody but yourself."
"You don't know the first thing about the feelings I have for Hope." He shoved him. "Admit it, this isn't about your sister. Stop using her as a fucking means to avenge, you wimp."
