Emily’s POV

"Are you fucking your step-dad?!" Ethan screamed, his voice cracking with a terrifying mixture of heartbreak and raw, unadulterated fury.

The leather folders in his grip hit the floor with a loud, violent thwack, scattering financial audit papers across the polished mahogany floor.

"Is this what’s going on?!" Ethan yelled, taking a wild step into the office, his face flushed red and contorted in rage. "Is this why you flinched when I touched you at Bellmont today?! Is this why you ducked away from my kiss on the library steps?! Because you're sleeping with him?!"

Daniel didn't flinch. He moved like a predator protecting his territory, stepping directly...