Dorian's POV
"Hello, baby brother," Bennett grinned, his eyes sparkling with trouble.
My jaw locked tight, but I kept my composure. "What the hell are you doing here?" I demanded again.
Behind me, Silas tensed, ready for anything.
Bennett caught it too. He shot Silas a quick look before turning back to me.
"Watch your mouth. Show some respect for your older brother," Bennett needled.
"Cut the crap," I said through clenched teeth.
Bennett laughed. "I'm here to see someone."
I narrowed my eyes. "Who?"
"Someone in this building," Bennett said, waving toward the office behind him.
"That's bullshit!"
Dr. Wu was the only person using this place. Either Bennett and I shared the same shrink—impossible since he didn't even live in New York—or the bastard had tailed me here.
Rage flared in my chest. "Talk. Now."
Bennett shrugged like he didn't have a care in the world. "I told you the truth."
I lunged forward, slamming him against the wall.
