Gael had arrived at the party not too long ago, and Angela wasn't there yet. He talked to Samantha and Daniel until the latter had to greet someone else who arrived, leaving him alone with his wife who had been giving him the cold shoulder. He hadn't had the chance to talk to Samantha lately, and he thought tonight would be a good time to patch things up. "So, we good?" he asked, tilting his head to the side as he glanced at Samantha.
She had a hand on her waist, furrowing her brows at him. She didn't look too mad, but still scary nonetheless. "That was a really shitty move from you—you getting back at her because she wrote that book... From what I've read, she wrote an incredible story which put you and your...kind in a good light. Why'd you had to be an ass? Most men would have been honored."
"I wasn't most men. And I get it. It was shitty move for me to even plan to get my revenge. But what was I supposed to do? All I thought about was protecting my family—"
