My brother had been fiercely opposed to my marrying Morton. The two of them had clashed so badly that, in a fit of stubbornness, I'd refused to ever mention my brother's existence in front of Morton again.
From start to finish, he had no idea I had a blood-related older brother who wielded real power and showed no mercy.
"I'm not lying to you!"
I opened my mouth to explain.
But Morton had already lost patience. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and wrenched downward.
"Kneel! Get on your knees!"
The instant before my knees hit the ground—
A man's voice cut through the crowd like a blade.
"Who dares touch my sister."
