Ivan's eyes widened, his face was written shocked all over it, his palm ball into a fist as anger surge through him.

"Who is he?" He asked in a calm voice.

"Who is the fucking bastard you're opening your legs to." Autumn wasn't shocked by the slightest, this was the same man who accused her of an affair and didn't believe their child was theirs.

Autumn tried to turn away, but Ivan's grip was unyielding. He grasped her arm, his fingers digging into her skin as he forced her to face him. His eyes, once warm and loving, now burned with a desperate intensity.

"Baby, please," he whispered, his voice...