Twisted Fate
"You're here."
But her words, as neutral as they were, seemed to fuel the fire already burning in his eyes. James’s gaze snapped to Mark, and the shift in his demeanor was immediate. His expression hardened, his lips curling into a sneer as he took in the sight of the man sitting beside her. His fists clenched at his sides, and when he spoke again, his voice was low and laced with venom.
"What the hell is he doing here?" James demanded, his words slicing through the air like a blade. He took a step forward, his posture aggressive, towering over both Emma and Mark. The anger radiating off him was palpable, a storm barely contained beneath the surface.