Bryan's POV
I slammed the door behind me as I entered the room I shared with Irene, my chest tight with the frustration I’d been bottling up since the council session ended. My fingers itched, and my jaw clenched so hard I could feel the veins pulsing in my temples.
She walked in a moment later, her perfume drifting into the space like she owned it, her heels clicking against the polished floor. She didn’t say anything at first, just tossed her hair behind her shoulder with that smug little smile I was starting to despise.
I turned on her before she could even settle down.
“I know what you’re doing,” I said sharply, my voice low but thick with anger.
Her brows arched like she was surprised, but the corners of her lips twitched as though she’d been expecting me to finally snap. “What d
