Page 130 of Claimed By The Other Brother

"I'm not your fiancée," I say, my voice sharp.

"You ended that when you didn't show up to our wedding."

Miles lunges toward Dax.

It happens so fast I barely registerit. One second they're standing apart, the next Miles has his hands on Dax's chest, shoving him backward.

"You selfish piece of shit!" Miles shouts.

Dax catches his balance and shoves back, harder.

"You ruined your fucking chances when you left her in her wedding dress!"

Miles swings. His fist connects with Dax's jaw, and Dax's head snaps to the side.

"Stop it!" I scream. "Miles, stop it! You have no right!"

Dax recovers and swings back, his fist slamming into Miles's face. The impact sends Miles stumbling backward into my coffee table. He catches himself, breathing hard, blood starting to trickle from his nose. Then he lunges again, tackling Dax. They crash into my bookshelf. Books tumble to the floor.

"How could you do this?!" Miles is screaming now, throwing wild punches.

"She was mine! Mine!"

Dax blocks most of them, then lands another punch to Miles's ribs. Miles grunts and staggers back. I'm trying to get between them, grabbing at Miles's arm.

"Stop it right now! You stop it right fucking now!"

Dax straightens, breathing hard, his jaw already swelling.

"It wasn't my intention, but it happened."

"Wasn't your intention?" Miles spits blood onto my floor.

"She was my fiancée! You fucked my fiancée!"

"It was never going to be the same between us, Miles," I say, my voice shaking with anger.

"You left me. You humiliated me. You destroyed whatever we had."

"So you start fucking my brother?!" He rounds on me, his face twisted with rage and hurt.

Dax steps between us, his voice low and dangerous.

"This is more than that. Scarlett is more woman than you could ever handle. You don't even know what you want."

"Fuck you!" Miles swings again.

Dax dodges and grabs Miles by the shirt, slamming him against the wall. Dax steps between us, his voice low and dangerous.

"This is more than that. Scarlett is more woman than you could ever handle. You don't even know what you want."

"Fuck you!" Miles swings again.

Dax dodges and grabs Miles by the shirt, slamming him against the wall.

"I know you went back to Florida after the wedding. I know you fucked one of your old girlfriends. Was that your rebound, Miles? Or were you just keeping your options open?"

Miles's eyes go wide, his mouth falling open. His head swings to Dax.