"You fucking bastard!" Dominique roared, his voice trembling with rage as he stormed toward Nikolas. His fists clenched at his sides, the veins in his neck pulsing with each heartbeat.
Nikolas took a hesitant step back, his face paling. "Dom, wait, I can explain." He began, his voice wavering slightly as he dropped the bags he was holding and raised a placating hand, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and a little bit of guilt.
Kalina quickly stepped in between them, her eyes wide with alarm. "Don't you dare curse in front of my baby!" She exclaimed, her voice rising in urgency.
"What?!" Dominique spluttered in shock, his eyes flickering from her to Nikolas.
Nikolas's eyes widened in fear again. "It's not what you think, Dom." He spoke hurriedly, trying to make his brother understand that he wasn't the one Kalina was calling her baby.
"Baby?" Dominique asked, his confusion deepening.