Chapter 134

Darius

The slam of the door barely startled me.

I knew that he would be coming, I just wanted to wait until the right moment before I reacted.

I didn't even bother looking up when he stormed into my office, his eyes filled with rage, anger, and whatever it was that he wanted to claim he was.

“You fucking bastard…”

“Barging into my house now, brother?” I drawled, not lifting a finger as he marched across the floor. I just stood as I took a step towards him, putting down the paper that I was reading through. “That’s bold. Even for you. I must admit, I am impressed. As for calling me a bastard, I believe that I grew up with that title.”

He didn’t answer, his fist did.

The punch cracked against my jaw, snapping my head to the side. The taste of blood filled my mouth, copper and heat, but I smiled. “Finally,” I muttered. “I was wondering when you’d stop pretending to be civilized. And I was wondering when it would be time for us to go