"What the hell are you doing here?"
Charles's voice cut through the corridor, followed by the measured click of his heels against the carpet as he strode directly toward Antony.
He had just stepped out of Room 2 when two familiar silhouettes caught his eye near Room 1. Kaija's shimmering honey-blonde hair was instantly recognizable, but the sight of the tall man beside her made him stop dead in his tracks.
That chestnut hair.
That irritatingly familiar frame.
Not only had that bastard half-brother of his dared to return to this floor, but Charles had also arrived just in time to see him press a kiss against Kaija's forehead.
A cold irritation settled in his chest.
"I'm fulfilling my responsibilities toward my trainee, as you can see," Antony replied with an easy shrug. A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as he openly enjoyed the expression on Charles's face. "We wrapped up our session rather late today, and I wanted to make sure she got back safely."
