FORTY FIVE

DEVON

Inside my car, Karen was seated in the front passenger seat, nervously holding her hands. After beating Lucas's son, he had retreated in fear when he learned that I am his father's archenemy. Even his father had to tread carefully, so he couldn't be so careless.

But he didn't look like he had given up. "I won't run away just because you are powerful. Any woman I have set my eyes on must be mine one way or the other," he had said before leaving. I felt like giving him another beating but was stopped by Keran.

The worst part was that I found out I was jealous. Yes, I was indeed jealous. When I saw them talking with each other at first, I thought he was her lover. I had been so angry and ready to confront them, that was before I heard their conversation and realised that I was wrong.

The bastard had the nerve to force himself on my woman. I decided that this wasn't over.

"What happened back there?" I asked after calming down a little.

"It wasn't what you were thinking, Devon. He wa