Declan's mouth open and then closed, like a fish. Ronan grinned.
"No," Declan snarled, slamming his hands down on the desk. "What the fuck, Ronan? Sleeping in the damn barn like an animal? Always causing problems. Getting drunk, getting into brawls, horse racing and ruining our name wasn't enough for you? Now you're just outright downgrading to a beast. What's wrong with your old room?"
"I don't want to stay there," Ronan snarled right back, staring at his brother heatedly. The friction in the air between them was thick enough to be felt. "You wouldn't get it, Declan. If I'm not staying in the barn I'm fucking leaving. Take. Your. Goddamn. Pick."
The Lynch brothers stared at each other, ready to pounce like animals, salivating for the jugular. Then Declan rubbed his hands against his temples, sighing.
"Whatever he needs, see it's taken care of. Money is of no concern." Because, in the end, Declan Lynch would always choose having his brother near enough to have under his thumb. Even if it was in the barn.
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"No," Declan snarled, slamming his hands down on the desk. "What the fuck, Ronan? Sleeping in the damn barn like an animal? Always causing problems. Getting drunk, getting into brawls, horse racing and ruining our name wasn't enough for you? Now you're just outright downgrading to a beast. What's wrong with your old room?"
"I don't want to stay there," Ronan snarled right back, staring at his brother heatedly. The friction in the air between them was thick enough to be felt. "You wouldn't get it, Declan. If I'm not staying in the barn I'm fucking leaving. Take. Your. Goddamn. Pick."
The Lynch brothers stared at each other, ready to pounce like animals, salivating for the jugular. Then Declan rubbed his hands against his temples, sighing.
"Whatever he needs, see it's taken care of. Money is of no concern." Because, in the end, Declan Lynch would always choose having his brother near enough to have under his thumb. Even if it was in the barn.