Iron Fist

Dom barely had time to breathe before his mother exploded.

“You’re telling me the girl I saw at your house that day—that sweet-looking girl—is the sister of that bastard?” her voice cracked with disbelief.

Dom didn’t flinch. He had been expecting this. Still, hearing her say it so plainly made the pit in his stomach grow.

“Mom—”

“Dom, are you insane?” she interrupted, turning to face him fully. He