August's POV

My hands were still clenched when I heard the office door open.

My father and I were at war. Every sentence was a direct attack. I had no idea how long we'd been shouting. I only knew one thing. If I stayed there another minute, I would do something irreversible.

"Enough."

Caesar's voice cut through the air. My brother walked into the room, staring at our father. He didn't ask what was happening. He didn't need to. The atmosphere said everything. My father remained motionles