Treacherous Snake

"What the f*ck are you doing to my sister!!!" Oliver's voice roared in the penthouse, shaking Olivia awake in her seat. But instead of looking doe-eyed scared, she grinned like a fool much to Oliver's chagrin.

Purple veins embossed his skin, and he felt every raging pulse that thumped in his body.

The truth was, Oliver rarely got angry. The times he did won't even exceed his fingers and toes combined.

But today, of all days, was the angriest that he'd ever felt.

Treacherous Snake.

That's how he saw Maxen who was wedged between his little sister's legs.

Their three decades of friendship flew out of the window the moment he saw his best friend—the one whom he called Brother—touching his sister.

"Step away from her, Maxen," Oliver warned whilst taking slow and calculated steps closer to the kitchen, but Maxen turned a deaf ear on him, irking him more.