Kendra’s POV
I took a step forward, heart pounding, anger unfurling inside me like fire snapping into the air.
“I don’t care if you’re some mafia whatever,” I said, my voice hard. “Hurt David, and I will kill you with my own hand, Conan.”
His eyes widened not in fear, but in surprise. Like he hadn’t expected me to speak that way. Like he didn’t realize I came from a man who raised me to have teeth.
Something flickered across his face then. Dark and unreadable.
But before he could respond, a voice rang out behind me. Cold enough to slice through the tension.
“Enough!” Scott said.
I didn’t turn. I could feel him without looking.
Marco did turn, eyes flashing toward him, but Scott didn’t flinch.
“I’m pleased to announce that our agreement years ago to unite our families through marri
