Chapter Thirty Eight

"Who the hell turned on the heater?!" Daniel bellowed from the pool thirty minutes after he jumped in to swim.

"That'd be me." Ethan replied from the terrace.

"What the fuck? Why would you do that?!" Daniel hoisted himself up and out of the pool then grabbed his towel from the lounge chair.

"Cos I felt like it." Ethan smirked. "It was fun to watch."

"You're a bastard, you know that?" Daniel rumbled. "If you weren't in a wheelchair, I'd have given you the beating of your life." Daniel walked around the pool and climbed up the short steps to meet him.

Ethan laughed humorlessly. "There's nothing stopping you from trying. My mom is out." He told him.

"I know what you're trying to do but it won't work." Daniel said. "I won't give you that satisfaction."

"If you touch my fiancee again or make her cry, I'll make you regret it Danny." Ethan threatened him. "The heater I turned on will be like a caress compared to what I'll do next. Do I make myself clear?"

"I'm shaking in my trunks." Daniel f