Only I Get to Put You in Your Place

What Third Master Pei hated most was betrayal. That night, when he caught them in bed, he should have shot the man lying there, the enemy he loathed more than anyone. But with the gun pressed to the man’s temple, he couldn’t pull the trigger. When someone asked who the man was, Third Master Pei’s knuckles turned white as he ground out the words, “He’s mine.” After a pause, his voice grew even colder, possessiveness leaving no room for argument. “I’m the only one who gets to deal with him in this life.”