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Ros goes still, staring at him with a pale, horrified look.

All the blood drains from her already pale face.

“You’re disgusting,” she whispers. “All this time, stringing me along, I... Ikissedyou.”

My gag reflex almost overwhelms me this time.

Especially when Aleksander leans closer, smirking, bringing his mouth near Ros’ while my sister turns away cringing.

“And you loved every filthy, fucked up minute of it. How wet did you get, Ros? Why won’t you just admit you find this exhilarating?”

Holy shit, enough.

I can’t take it anymore.

I’m about to do something monumentally stupid.

Anything to make it stop.

There’s no warning, though.

One second, Ros is frozen in place, her familiar green eyes wide with terror.

The next, a resoundingslapechoes over the boat.

Her hand smashes across Aleksander’s cheek so hard his head twists.

There’s my moment.

Aleksander reels, probably seeing double, his face blooming red, ugly-handsome features transformed into a mask of violent rage.

His grip tightens on Ros’ wrist and his hand flies up to strike her.

Before he can regain his balance, I charge forward.

I may be short.

But I make a way better cannonball than little Nell.

I slam into them with all the force I can muster, flinging myself between them and shoving Ros back from Aleksander, forcing him to let her go from pure shock.

Thank God.

We all go tumbling down.

Aleksander in one direction, me and Ros in the other.

As my sister and I hit the deck, clutching at each other, tangled up in the silk folds of her white dress, my heart scrambles.

Nell’s scream cuts through the chaos.

Ros gives me a panicked look before we’re moving again.

Only to freeze almost instantly.

Aleksander rises up on one knee like a snake that just won’t die, his hand snaring Nell’s hair, dragging her against his body.

Something metal materializes in his other hand—a compact black pistol from inside his designer white tux.

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