"He's not supposed to have a key, but im sure you bribed a fucking lock smith to get into my home. Didn't you father." Derek glares at his father while keeping a protective are stretched out around Kalin.
"You should know that I always get my way Derek. I am your father after all." Derek's father, Frank, stood from the couch and took only two steps towards the two. He was just as tall as Derek with the same hair length, but had grey streaking at the sides just above his ears. "You know damn well I sent Angelica to you so you would marry the girl and give me grandchildren already. Yet, here you are being a fucking heathen and spending your time with some...boy."
"Watch your fucking mouth! I told you I want nothing to do with finding a wife and that I will follow my heart!" Derek demands in a deep, growling voice.