Eros' POV
I open the door to my father's imposing office and walk in without bothering to close it behind me. I know he's coming in after me; I can feel his overwhelming presence, and I don't need to turn around to confirm it. I head straight to the minibar and pour myself a glass of whiskey without wasting any time because I need a stronger drink, something to help me try to calm the accumulated rage I feel at this moment. My patience has run out, my sanity regarding this whole damned marriage issue and her. That demon spawn who dismissed me like nothing, making it clear that the game with me is over.
"No one leaves me, no one tells me to go to hell."
I down the entire contents of the glass in one gulp. I feel the amber liquid burn my throat, but I want another, so I pour myself anothe
