River’s jaw clenched, his hands curling into fists at his sides. “You have no idea what I’m capable of, boy.”

“I have an idea,” Jacob spat, wincing as he shifted his position. “Does Tiffany know about this?”

River’s lips twisted into a snarl. “Stay away from my daughter. You’re not good enough for her.”

“No, sir. I won’t stay away from her. I love her,” Jacob said plainly.

Fury clouded River’s features, and without another word, he nodded to the two men ...