Heidi
Lara followed me up the stairs and down the hallway into my bedroom. The moment she was in my room, I shut and locked the door behind us. I watched Lara as she took a seat on the edge of my bed. Her face was red where her father had struck her. Walking over to Lara, I sat down beside her and wrapped my arm around her shoulders.
“Why would you attack him like that?” I asked her.
“Because this weaponised incompetence act of his has pushed me to my limit,” she replied.
“Well, be that as it may. You are lucky he didn’t kill you,” I told her.
Lara looked at me. Her eyes were studying my face, and for a moment I wondered what she was thinking. Then suddenly she said, “How do you do it? How can you remain so calm right now? I mean… he is your mate. He’s my father but even I can ackno
