'I don't know what the f**k just happened here, I don't if this is some sick joke or whatever the hell it is, but whatever it is, I won't allow it.'
Chris was standing up now, his skin red with the rage he was feeling against the man he had also saw as a son. He wanted to punch that same man in the face at that very moment.
'And get your hands off her!' He added, eyeing Blade's hand which was wrapped around Lana's thin wrist.
'I touch what's mine, where I want, when I want.' Blade challenged him, not giving a f**k that this was Lana's dad he was talking to, not giving a f**k that this was also suppose to be own his adoptive dad, however, the man stood before him was no one but a mere male in his life that didn't have a meaning for him.
'Lana go to your room!' Her dad yelled, making her
