Keira’s face transformed from confusion to pure rage in the span of a heartbeat. Her hands clenched into fists, and she took a step toward the bar where Luca stood, completely oblivious to the storm brewing across the room.

“That bastard,” Keira hissed under her breath, her voice deadly quiet. “I’m going to—”

“No!” Blair grabbed Keira’s arm, pulling her back before she could take another step. “Not here. Not now.”

“Why not?” Keira’s eyes were blazing as she ...