Chapter 17: Alice was irritated
"Long story short, leave Queenie. You don't deserve her."
Alice didn't waste time. The moment John sat down, she cut straight to the chase. Her voice was sharp, her gaze unyielding.
John's expression twisted in disbelief. "But I love Queenie, and she loves me too! How could you just break up a couple like that?"
Alice scoffed. "Love? Don't insult that word."
She leaned forward, her eyes narrowing. "If you truly loved my sister with all your heart, you wouldn't be ogling other women at the same time."
"Ogling? That's not it at all!" John protested, flashing a roguish grin. "It's more like—love me, love my dog. I like Queenie, and you're her sister, so naturally I should like you too, right?"
Before she could respond, he brazenly reached out and slipped his arm around Alice's slender waist.
Suddenly—
A cold shiver raced up his spine.
Startled, John jolted back instinctively. Looking down, he froze.
A gleaming dagger had embedded itself into the cushion—exactly where his groin had been a moment earlier.