When it comes to family matters, a guy isn’t supposed to betray his brother, but I had every intention of doing just that. I tamped down anger as I studied my sister-in-law, Briony. Though she tried, she couldn’t hide the bruises peppering her body, bruises that I knew came from my asshole of a twin brother, Chad. Even now, a dark discoloration had formed on her temple courtesy of him. Fucker. Chad has always deemed himself far above the rest of the world, the lord and master of all he touched. Apparently, that included his wife, who was currently scrubbing a glass at the kitchen sink. She didn’t realize I stood in the doorway behind her as she washed the dishes her husband had volunteered her to do. Working to control myself, I looked out the window. That didn’t help. As soon as I laid eyes on the scene, I wished I could just go down to where my brother frolicked with our cousins and kick the shit out of him. Would anyone stop me? They were all getting drunk out of their minds—again.
