Evander's POV
I really hated Damian at that moment! He knew perfectly well that there was only one woman I cared about, and yet he dared to bring up someone else. I had half a mind to strangle him through the phone.
But I forced myself to calm down as I took a slow breath. "I have told you a thousand times, Damian— I am married, and I am not interested in hearing about any other woman." My voice was cold and firm. Patience wasn't exactly my thing, especially not with him.
Damian just laughed, unfazedly. "Alright, alright. No need to get so worked up, man. I just thought you might find this... interesting."
I clenched my jaw, doing my best to keep my tone steady. "I am really not interested, Damian," I repeated, feeling my irritation spike.
"Oh, here she is!" Damian muttered, ignoring everything I had just said. "She really is stunning, man! Once you see her, you will forget about your wife!"
