A borough for your heart

the holographic display screens on the

ges sprang to life in the dim-lit

ddle of the tables was an unmistakable rendering of a slightly-rounded, delicate feminin

reated in digital detail, as if lifted directly from Loga

hielding himself from an unforgivable invasion of privacy. How...how i

e figure slowly revolved in the display's glowing representation. "This little wildcat is quite the spitfire.

the holographic Ava – photographs and footage it seeme

ard curl behind one ear in that infuriatingly distracting mannerism of hers...standing outside her modest Village apartment building, he

ely glowed with vibrant, roguish life. Like

ges. His Ava laid so bare and vulnerable before his brother's lecherous, assessing gaze. Marcus had clearly had eyes pu

d. He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, struggling to regain the logic

led out in a low, feral rumble. His hands were clenched into white-knuckled fist

s defenses. The unsettling truth was that Marcus had struck far too close to the throbbing wound Av

no matter how much he tried to snuff her glow from his mind – would be used as the ultima

y real sliver of fear penetrat

he indomitable force of nat

ogan finally grated out, his voice a rumbling current of restrained fury. "But you w

ly between the brothers as if in silent judgment. The sheer indignity of having her essence reduc

o?" He slowly began circling the inert Ava figure with a predator's lazy, coiled menace. "I gotta say, I really didn't thin

th his bare hands. The ugly truth was that Marcus wasn't seeing the full picture - the simmering intensity, the brilliant inner fire that Ava

to comprehend the concept. But that didn't excuse his blatant disrespect, his utter disregard for human dignity and privacy. Ava

same time. An aurora emanating radiance and warmth from her very being that both sed

rnment. She's certainly spirited I'll grant you, but her looks are rather...pedestrian at best, no?" In a blinding surge of rage and protectiveness, Logan's carefully cultivated restraint abruptly snapped. He cl

gainst the taller man's throat. "You are not to even so much as mention Ava's name with that filthy mouth of yours again, do you understand me? The only reas

y...oh my...you truly are good and whipped aren't you dear brother?" He shook his head in disgust. "Over a

ectly into his brother's aquiline nose. An explosion of blood and spittle erupted as the vici

and pain. Never one to squander an advantage, Logan dropped into a menacing crouch over his downed

fleck Marcus's rapidly swelling features. "I know all of your pathetic buttons, ev

meat of Marcus's sternum, driving the air from his lungs in a strangled wheeze. Th

us fuck," Logan raged, beyond even hearing his own voice or actions anymore. Years of pent-up

a CHANCE against me once Father announces the only worthy heir!" Logan delivered blow after blow with cold, almost mechanical precision. Primitive, visceral violence born of years of festering hatred for