Derek's POV:

"Yeah right." George agreed. "She wasn't actually good enough for me anyway." A rough fist connected with his face harshly at that statement. And as though the punch hadn't hurt, Jason gave out a humorless laughter. He was a fucking lunatic.

"You seem to have forgotten who is in charge here." I scowled, which almost instantly turned into a smirk. "I know you're still under Caesar's supervision. Perhaps I should hand you over to him so he would have you killed for failing him. I'm certain his dogs would love to feast on that delicious bone of yours." Caesar was his real boss. The one who ordered him...