Mason:
Never in a million damn years did I think my own brother, Maximus, would be the one slamming me into a wall, his hand locked around my throat like I’m some stranger who crossed the line.
I can’t breathe.
And all this... because of—
Wait.
My eyes flick toward Jess. She’s perched on the edge of the bed now, legs crossed, calm as ever—watching, almost enjoying the scene like she’s front row at a private show.
Of course.
That smug look in her eyes says it all.
She’s fed Maximus some lies, and now here we are.
I snap my gaze back to Maximus. His eyes are blazing and full of rage.
“Answer me, Mason!” he growls, voice rough and sharp, finally loosening his grip just enough for me to suck in air.
I cough. “W-what the hell do you want me to say?”
“Admit it! You did it, didn’t you
