A long buried truth

Xander's POV

I felt good knowing I had ruined Declan's night, the bastard thinks he can move around whichever way he pleases. The thought of him and his mother getting to enjoy everything my father worked for lavishly, annoys the hell out of me.

To make matters worse, I went to the hospital to ask for my father's autopsy. Even though it has been a long while, they would definitely have it in their records. However, the report said he died a natural death. Which I can say with a full chest is a lie.

Restlessness lingered in every pore of my skin, also seeing how good-looking Kira was tonight. She should be in my arms and no one else's. That buffoon named Declan should really start to keep his hands where it can be seen. I want to avoid having to send him to the hospital with a broken limb.

I got a text from Carl to join in on his night out with Miguel, those two are getting closer than I would have imagined. Carl is stealing my friend away from me slowly. Which is why I would accept