"I'm finishing out school here," I stated.
"Otti," Pierce ground out.
"No, I don't give a sh.it!" I yelled as I pushed myself out of Kieran's arms. "I don't give a flying f***k who I'm related to! I don't care if I can live a lavish life, I don't care that I could be rich, I don't care about family codes and all that bullsh.it! I care about my life! Now, if you want me to be involved with your family, then maybe we can sit down and discuss that, but ultimately, I get to decide what I do. And you had better get used to Kieran and Pierce because they're not going anywhere."
"Ottilyn," this time it was Dad who hissed out my name.
I ignored him, holding Anders' gaze.
"Pierce..." he said, rolling the name around on his tongue. "As in... Pierce Campbell?"
"That's correct, sir," Pierce repl
