Stefan and David met discreetly in a secluded corner of a quiet café. The atmosphere was tense, and each man was wary of the other's intentions. Stefan's eyes were steely, and his determination was evident in every line of his face.

"David," Stefan began, his voice low and firm. "We need to talk about Amber."

David leaned back in his chair, a smug smile on his lips. "I'm listening."

Stefan didn't waste time. "I want you to stay away from my wife."

David's smile widened, turning into a grin. "Your wife? Last I checked, she wasn't thrilled to be with you."

Stefan's jaw tightened. "You know nothing about our relationship,...