“You've crossed all lines today, Alexander,”

Leonard gritted his teeth at his son, his eyes burning with the disappointment that lingered in his voice.

“Once again, you've made me regret having you as a son.”

Xander tried to stifle his scowl, but it felt impossible. It wasn’t the first time his father had used such words on him. He'd always done that.

He forced a chuckle– one that sounded mocking and nonchalant, accompanied by narrowed eyes that held his father's haunting ...