Chapter 55

LIAM

Eight hours ago

I don’t think.

I can’t.

Because if I let myself process what I’m seeing—what he was trying to do to her—I’ll lose it completely.

Stone has Emilia backed against the wall, and the look on her face? Pure fear. Her eyes are wide, glassy. She’s frozen, small, shaking.

My heart nearly stops.

Then something inside me snaps.

I yank him off her, and without hesitating, I throw my fist at his jaw.

CRACK.

The sound is sickening, but satisfying.

“Shit!” Stone stumbles, clutching his face. He looks at me like he’s just now realizing he messed with the wrong person.

But I’m not even close to done.

All I can see is her—Emilia. Scared. Cornered. Pressed against that damn wall by someone who thought he had the right to touch her.

My vision goes red.

I grab him by the collar and slam him back against the wall.

“Touch her again,” I growl, my voice low and shaking with rage, “and