Elisa's pov
Sean stepped back and crossed his hands over his chest. Tristan's angry groan was enough to shake everyone standing.
He stepped forward.
"What made you think you could touch my wife as you please?" His cold tone questioned Sean.
"Someone is possessive of his wife!" Sean scoffed.
Tristan slowly walked over to us and stood beside me. His eyes glared at Sean, and the maids surrounding him gushed to the opposite side.
"Why are you here?" Tristan questioned.
"I wanted to spend some time with my brother…and my sister-in-law." His flirtatious gaze shifted to my face.
Suddenly, Tristan grabbed his collar and stood in front of me. His broad back covered Sean's whole presence.
"Get out." Tristan commanded him.
"I am not going anywhere!" Sean refused.
"If you don't leave…"
"WAIT!" Sean's loud tone echoed through the living room.
