"I said you are not to have any guests," Damien said, his gaze flickering from Samuel to Eloise. "Did Samuel bother you?"
"A little," Eloise replied as she stood up.
Damien personally placed the white hat onto Eloise's head. "Ignore him. I'll be getting rid of him soon."
"Brother!" Kyle whined.
Samuel rubbed the back of his head, fearing that he had placed himself in hot water. Damien already didn't like him. "I didn't mean to flirt with your wife. I'm sorry," he apologised.
Kyle covered Samuel's mouth with his right hand.
"Flirt?" Damien questioned, his burning gaze settling on Samuel. "It is not a full day since I have been married, yet you came here and flirted with my wife in my estate. Tell me why I shouldn't harm you."
Samuel's response was muffled. He glared at Kyle and smacked his hand away. "Because I am a fool. You shouldn't expect better from a fool. Forgive me, Lady Hawthorne. I didn't know you were Damien's wife."
