Chapitre 115: Your…Wife?

But Dimitri was fuming inside. His face contorted nastily, and he scoffed.

"You think I'm going to sign it?"

"You will," Caesar responded, smiling emotionlessly.

"Fuck you!" Dimitri spat at him. "Adeline is my wife, and I'll never sign it!"

"I fucking knew it! You had your eyes on her, I could tell. But that bitch thought I was crazy. Pfft, aren't you ashamed?" he asked, laughing as if his suspicion had finally been validated. "You are infatuated with someone else's wife, and that wasn't even all. You took her away from me. My. Fucking. Wife!" His teeth were gritted, grinding angrily.

Arching a brow, Caesar stood up from the chair, his cold, large figure beginning to venture toward Dimitri.

Yuri and Nikolai could tell he was furious. Whenever the supreme alpha went that quiet, he sure was going to break loose.