The shards exploded just next to Nathaniel' cheek, slicing across his skin like a warning shot.
That moment of blood snapped him out of his drunken daze real quick.
He tried—really tried—to keep it together, locking eyes with Julian, whose bloodshot gaze was full-on murder mode.
Just as Nathaniel twitched, thinking about fighting back, Julian pressed the jagged edge of the broken bottle right against his neck. Those dark, red-rimmed eyes turned menacing.
Nathaniel froze solid—didn't even dare blink.
Even Evelyn, standing nearby, was stunned into silence.
She scrambled up, a mess of nerves, hands sweaty as hell from gripping her watch too tight.
Everyone else in the room? Totally spooked. Especially Nathaniel's so-called friends. The second Julian made a move, they sc
