LINDEN

 

That sick son of a bitch!

“Where are you going?” Estelle followed me out of the Gunner Room. 

“I need some air.” My blood was still boiling. I was still shaking with rage. I would have already broken his face if he was just in front of me. Father-in-law or not, I didn’t give a fuck. He couldn’t accept Estelle chose me over his pompous ass boy, and now he wanted to ruin us.

“Hey.” She took my hand, linking it with hers. She knew I was shaking. “I should be the one furious. He ruined my company, but I don’t want to give him the satisfaction he craves,...