For what felt like an eternity, Alaric's face remained locked on his half-brother, his astonishment leaving him momentarily speechless.
It seemedlike a dream. A nightmare. His forehead furrowed with lines as he grappled with the attempt to understand it. No matter how hard he tried, it was a difficult pill to swallow.
It had been intentional all along? He had always known his brother was a scumbag and meant no good to him, but his imaginations were mocked. Defeated. His brother was a maniac.
Baxter chortled as he reached for a serviette and wiped the blood from his lips.
"You know," he said casually, taking his time to wipe his lips and nose. "I was very much aware she was cheating on me with you. I was aware of the times you'd drilled her in your office, the times she slept over at yo
