Victoria's POV
Lucian turned to Damian, his voice dripping with venom.
"And if you’re not, then what the f**k are you doing here?"
Aaah, not again.
Here we go. This was about to escalate into another full-blown brawl.
Why can’t they fight in their own damn places instead of turning my living room into their personal WWE ring?
And speaking about being whipped by me — yeah, that’s utterly delusional.
I don’t know why they were both so fond of me suddenly, but if you ask me, their interest was fueled by jealousy.
You know that childish crap — you don’t care about a toy, but the moment your sister wants it, it suddenly becomes your most precious possession just because you can’t stand her having it?
Yeah. That.
"Last time I heard," Lucian continued, tone mocking and cruel, "the Alpha
