Anna's face went pale as soon as she heard that. Without even realizing it, she leaned a bit closer to the man next to her.
He felt like a mountain—just being near him gave her a strange sense of safety.
Julian looked down at the woman practically curled up against his chest. Her face, once rosy, had lost all color, and she was shaking like a startled kitten.
He glanced at her current condition and then listened to the noise from outside. Putting two and two together, he had a pretty solid guess about what had gone down.
Well then... that explains a lot.
So that weirdly friendly attitude earlier, and her not calling him a p*****t anymore? Yeah, turns out she'd kicked a gangster somewhere it really hurts.
This girl... definitely not as harmless as she looked.
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