They Built This Hell

***Logan***

I don’t even know what’s crazier—the fact that Victor’s fiancée just accused me of plotting to murder my own brother, or the fact that she so casually implied I slept with Sloane.

*Sloane*. My blood brother’s wife.

I would have liked to pretend that I didn’t know how the hell she even arrived at that conclusion? How the fuck any of *them* did. But I do.

I can already picture it—Father