Chapter 18

• Leandro stepped forward, placing himself squarely between me and Prince Anselmo, shielding me with his body like a living wall. The Prince’s lip curled as he clicked his tongue, irritation radiating from him like heat.
• "Careful, mutt," he sneered, smoothing down the lapels of his pristine suit. "You know better than to test me. I am the Prince. One misstep and you die."
• Leandro planted his feet firmly, his imposing frame becoming an impenetrable barrier. "Lay a hand on her," he growled, voice low and lethal, "and you die first."