But even as he fumed, his heart ached for her and the torment she'd endured.
His emotions were a tangled mess. He swore that once this was all over, he would teach her a lesson. He would make her understand that he was the one person in this world she could truly depend on!
Fuming, he walked to her hospital room door. The two bodyguards still regarded him with open hostility. He reached up, loosened the tie at his neck, and a cold sneer graced his lips. "Looking for a fight? Who do you think will be at a disadvantage if you start something on my turf?"
His face was already bruised from his earlier fight with Ivan Warren, and that, coupled with the terrifying, violent aura radiating from him, made the two bodyguards hesitate, not daring to block his path. They knew Julian Donovan had underworld connections, and this was his territory. With a single gesture, he could summon enough men that the two of them wouldn't be able to stop him even if they tried.
