Jonah’s POV

As Sienna and Lyra vanish inside the building, Damien strolls back toward his car, exuding a casual composure that churns my insides. He just spent the afternoon basking in the company of my wife and daughter, comfortably playing the role of the man of their lives. How could he not look so damn at ease?

My vision floods with fiery rage, but I force myself to breathe through it, to keep my temper caged. Losing control here would do nothing but hand him ...