Hazel
"You do realize they are fighting for you, right?" Madison whispered in her ear as she watched Ted took another can, his face twisted in disgust.
This would be his sixth can. Damien was watching, arms folded across his chest as he appraised Ted. His eyes were a little red, no doubt from the drinking. He was a can short from Ted at five. Hazel scowled, irritated by both their childishness and especially Damien's. He was older than Ted, a father to a five year old and ran an empire worth billions. And yet here he was...drowning cans after cans of beer in an attempt to prove that she was his. He was in for trouble big time. And so was Ted who started this nonsense in the first place.
"I am well aware of tha
