What are your intentions toward my sister?”
Marcus was taken aback. “Intentions?”
“Don’t pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about,” Cahan snarled. “I’ve seen the way you look at her.”
“If you’ll take a moment to observe,” the Roman countered, mustering patience, “you’ll notice I’m not the only man who has cast his eye upon her once or twice.

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