Emery’s pov.
Oh God…not now.
“I see you’ve lost your way,” Austin said to Lucas, blocking his way out.
I hid the dress to avoid questions from Austin. It’s best that way.
“No, brother. I knew exactly where I was going,” Lucas’s tone was sharp and bold.
“If you did , you wouldn’t be in the same room as my fiancee,” he countered.
“And do you also think you’re supposed to be here?” Lucas fired back.
“Why not? I’m not some pathetic coward like you who doesn’t know when to act,” Austin flared.
“At least , I’m not some paranoid selfish asshole who is insecure. You’re well aware she’s not in love with you, and that’s why you’re trying everything to win her,” Lucas clearly stated.
I could see the prominent muscle by the side of Austin’s neck protrude out, and his eyes bloodshot r
