Viktor's grey eyes burned as he glared at the cracked phone in his hand, the message from Jace kept searing into his mind over and over again:
"Thanks for today. I had fun. Let's meet again tomorrow and go harder."
"Harder? What do they mean by harder? How dare that..."
His jaw clenched, a storm brewing inside him.
'Elias, his nanny, is taking his kids to meet a boyfriend? Another man other than me? How dare he?'
The thought twisted something deep in his chest, his fingers grazing the faint hickey on his neck... a mark Elias had left last night in a drunken haze. The memory made his blood boil, not just because of the act, but because Elias might be running around with someone else after that moment.
"Where's your nanny?" Viktor asked, his voice sharp, his gaze flicking to the twins.
Dante crossed his arms, his face defiant. "There's no way we are telling you if you're gonna yell at him."
