Chapter 125

Lucas

What the fuck is going on right now?

My eyes stay glued to Mark, my whole body tight with rage. The bastard just sits there, smirking like he owns the damn place.

I turn sharply to my father. “Why is he here?”

“Lucas, calm down, please.” My father’s voice is gentle. “How have you been, son? Come on…” He motions for me to sit, but I shake my head.

“Not until you tell me what he’s doing here.”

I refuse to believe this. Refuse to even consider the thought forming in my head. It can’t be true. There’s no fucking way.

Then my father sighs, rubbing a hand over his face. “Lucas, you haven’t met him before. His name is Mark. He’s your brother.”

I stiffen. My fists clench so hard my knuckles turn white.

“This is a joke, right?” My voice comes out low. “You… you knew all along that you had another son? And you never fucking told me?”

The room feels like it’s closing in on me. My chest tightens with something hot and suff