David Steen pov

We sat at the table, and they served our plates and a couple of the best expensive whiskey bottles. I didn't wait for the waiter to pour it into my glass. I cracked one and started drinking from the bottle. All the eyes darted towards me.

Portia said in disbelief with a gasp, "you're going to get drunk."

And my wife trying to pull the bottle from my hand, "and you're a light drinker."

That made me angry that I gulped all the bottles until I almost felt like throwing up. But I reclaimed myself, then I pushed my head down to the plate in front of me and started chewing piece after piece like a stupid asshole.

Mr. Lucas commented with a chuckle, and obviously, he was making fun of me, "you're acting like a teenager."

Portia commands while laughing to his words, "he is a teenager! He is twenty-five only."

I threw the fork from my hand and slammed the table, annoyed that she was only seeing me as a teenager while she seduced me to fuck her five years ago when I was only twenty.

I shamelessly and out of drunk attitude, I comment with a snort "well that teenager has a ten-inch dick. I bet your boyfriend, Mr. Lucas billionaire has seven at most."

I shook my head and continued eating as if I didn't insult the man. And obviously, I was right about the size of his dick because he didn't comment. He just blushed and coughed and poured a glass of wine to Portia mutely.

He leaned closer to Portia, and I eyeballed every single one of his hands. I even dropped the fork under the table to have a look if he was touching her under the table or not.

I didn't see anything abnormal. But when I raised my head, I saw him touching Portia's thighs. I filmed in anger and stood up huffing and puffing, and I pulled my wife's hands all of a sudden, "let's get out of here."

Viola dropped her jaw, "what's wrong! You seem so drunk. Calm down, and your fans are watching you."

Thanks to her, that didn't help at all.

I committed while throwing that Lucas guy to up and down look, "oh yeah, then they should know why I'm so fucking angry! Because that man didn't respect me as a man, and he didn't keep his hands to himself but kept touching my sister in law in front of my eyes shamelessly."

I erupted in anger with a very yelling voice. I grabbed all the eyes on our table.

But I couldn't help myself. It was so irritating to see him touching Portia. And had no idea why.

He raised his hand bold and cold "you need to get out of here now."

I raised my brows, "so you're kicking me because you won that damn bar! How nice of you to ruin our fifth anniversary with your rude and selfish."

He stood up and shouted, commands me, "get the hell out of here now."

I crossed my arms over my chest, "I'm not getting out alone. I'm taking my sister in law with us."

And I didn't pets that form protein at all. She stood up and walked closer to me and viola. He pulled Portia's hand to stop her, "where are you going? He insulted me first!"

Portia pushed Lucas's hand away "no, he had a point. You didn't respect him. And you didn't respect that night was special for them. You were selfish and rude. And how dare you to kick my brother-in-law and my sister in front of my eyes?" she kept shouting at him as if she was the dominant and the boss of the relationship. And he looked more like a sub who bent down her, and she fucked him with her strapon.

What a man! I guess, after all. I was better than him.

He begged her, "but, sorry. I love you, Portia."

She threw him with disgusting looks and gritted her teeth, "get your hands off me now, or you will never see me again."

He did! He obeyed her!

And she dashed off in front of us, rocking the ground with her fabulous heels and raising her head like a queen. All the eyes were on her, even mine! I was impressed. I didn't think that I might be able to ruin that proposal night!

’She's all mine!’

‘ What the hell I was thinking. I was married to her sister.’