"Why are you here? Let go of me!" Deirdre struggled, frowning as Brendan's grip tightened.

"What am I here for?" Brendan's eyes seemed to be spewing flames when he replied. "Who gave you the right to meet Sterling Fuller without my knowledge? What do you take me for?"

Deirdre winced in pain as Brendan's grip tightened.

Sterling immediately stood up and tried to stop Brendan's hand, his face dark and indifferent. "Brendan Brighthall, let go of her. You're hurting her."

The two men faced each