Julian straightened. "You will surrender her to me," he said coldly, "or I will have you killed. The fun part? The outcome is still the same. She will still die."
"Does Bianca know this part of your plan, Julian? Did she recruit you just so you could have me killed?" Luca asked. "Or is that the general idea? Have me killed so both of you can have your happy ending? I doubt it. Bianca has an obsessive hots for me."
Julian's expression darkened, irritation flashing across his features. "You are not hearing me!" he snapped. "That's not surprising, because you have always been so high up on your horse that everyone else can be trampled beneath you."
Luca's lips curled into a faint, humorless smile. He had expected nothing less than resentment from his brother. "Where is our father, Julian?" he asked. "What have you done to him?"
