Setan dodged the incoming punch with practiced ease.
"So what if I'm a lover?" he shot back. "Being Nina's lover would be an honor."
In truth, he wished he could claim even that title.
Unfortunately, Nina had not given him the chance.
Yian nearly choked on his own rage.
"You little brat, say that again!"
His entire face turned red.
Since when had becoming someone's unofficial lover become something worth bragging about?
Yet here was his son looking positively proud of it.
At that moment, Yian seriously questioned every decision he had ever made as a father.
How had he raised such an infuriating child?
With another roar, he charged forward.
Setan immediately sidestepped.
Behind them, Yuna stared in utter disbelief.
Was this really her son?
The same son who had always followed every rule, respected every tradition, and conducted himself with perfect decorum?
For a fleeting moment, she wondered whether someone had stolen his soul and replaced it with another.
