Damian’s POV
That damn brat actually decided to marry someone other than the girl I considered preferable. Marina was perfect. She would have been the perfect quiet wife for him. I knew she was adept in business and could steer him into making the company I handed him on a silver platter. The audacity of that son of mines practically tanking the business. I told him time and time again, if he was going to sleep with someone else to be discreet.
The day at the wedding, I damn near broke the arm of the seat I was sitting in when Marina said the wedding was not going to happen. Then that slutty sister of hers said she was going to marry my son?! That audacious little witch. I didn’t have the chance to show my displeasure of this unholy union. The moment I seen the slight swell in her belly
