Chapter 35 Papa

Forrest's POV

"YOU ARE arrogant son of a bitch!" He spat out a furious breath. He was mad. Damn right, so did I.

"That makes the two of us. And here you thought that I am interested in being a part of your cabal and cohorts, don't you? The only reason why I am here. And then right now, you think I will dethrone you? Am I that desperate? And you see as that boy. When desperation arises, I will leave that old man to death and save my own arse, will I?" I smirked evilly. "I know you would think something like that. And that situation might have happened once in your pathetic life, am I right?" I narrowed my eyes into slits as his face flushed with rage about to put two holes in my head with his blazing glare. "Or was it the other way around?"

"You cross the wrong man, boy. You just sign your death wish."