Damien's POV

It was difficult for me to contain my fury as I saw the youngster, who had the appearance of a rabbit, pecking my wife on the forehead after embracing her little frame.

I refrained from interfering since I was curious about Lisa's response, but she fucking permitted him.

She gave him access to her body, and I was fucking furious about it. I ran out of patience.

He was pushed away by her, and she told him to go.

When Lisa eventually glances up to meet my concentrated stare, Lisa and I stand there observing one other intently.

She chuckles awkwardly and queries. How was your travel?

I...