Chapter 394

Finnian's POV

I stared at my father standing in the middle of my living room like he still owned the air in it.

"Get out," I said. My voice came out low and flat. "Leave. Now."

Father wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and looked at me like I was a mild inconvenience.

"You don't get to order me—"

"I do in this house." I stepped closer. "You told me to marry her.