Julian’s POV
The moment I saw Sebastian, the rage inside me flared even hotter. The stench of alcohol on his breath hit me like a wall, nearly choking me. I jabbed a finger at his nose and roared, “You beat my sister so badly her head was bleeding, and you still have the mood to drink in a bar?!”
Before the words even finished leaving my mouth, I ignored how unsteady I already was and swung a fist straight at him.
Sebastian frowned, clearly unwilling to bother with a drunk. He shifted slightly to the side, easily dodging my wild, sloppy punch.
My fist hit nothing but air. I crashed forward onto the bar, knocking over the drinks and sending liquid spilling everywhere.
Red-eyed, I glared at Sebastian and tried to throw another punch.
He grabbed my arm and slammed it down on the bar. “I
