“Why the hell are you touching my wife?” Damien’s voice boomed across the room, sharp and thunderous.
Gwen flinched instantly. David’s hand dropped from her face, his expression shifting from surprise to that arrogant smirk that always seemed carved on his lips.
“I asked you a question, David!” Damien barked again, anger radiating from him like heat.
“Calm down, brother,” David said with an easy chuckle, his tone mocking. “I came to visit you, and I couldn’t help but notice this beauty in front of me.”
Damien saw red. He strode forward in two long steps, snatching Lucas out of David’s arms.
“What the hell are you doing here? And why are you touching my wife?” he demanded, his voice low but deadly.
“Daddy?” Lucas said softly, looking between the two men, confused.
“Shh, it’s okay,” D
