He Deserves It

Declan reached out and grabbed Serena's hand. His grip was tight, his knuckles pale. His dark eyes lingered on her face for a second before he turned to Roland.

"Roland," Declan said, his voice smooth and steady, cutting through the heavy tension in the living room. "Serena is upset because of me. Let me handle the rest of this."

Roland scowled, dropping the heavy leather whip onto the glass co