A storm raged fierce and unrelenting.

Rose suddenly caught sight of Julian.

He stood by the door, his expression outwardly calm as his gaze fell upon her, but the depths of his eyes betrayed emotions she could not decipher—contempt, disgust, and something else, something elusive and shadowed.

Panic seized Rose. She shoved the man off her and scrambled haphazardly from the bed, clothes half-hanging from her body. Throwing herself at Julian’s side, ...