Lysandra:I sat rigidly in the oversized leather chair, my nails digging into the armrests as Father paced in front of me. The heavy scent of cigars and expensive whiskey filled the study, a scent I had grown up associating with power, with control.But tonight, all I could feel was tension.Disappo
Damon:The sounds of fists hitting flesh and the dull thud of bodies hitting the ground echoed through the training field. The crisp morning air was filled with tension, the scent of sweat and exertion heavy between us.The park had been quiet and calm for the past few weeks. If anything, nothing ou
Sienna:My heart was still racing, my body betraying me despite my best efforts to ignore what had just happened.Damon was too close.And not only was he too close, but the tension between the two of us has been rising in a way that I could not find myself wanting to control or knowing how to do so
She gave me a pointed look, arching a brow. “Oh, please, Sienna. I may be old, but I’m not blind. I see the way he looks at you now. And I see the way you try not to look at him. It is something that I'm actually happy about.”I frowned, shifting Isla slightly in my arms as she continued to drink. “
Damon:I moved swiftly through the dimly lit halls, my footsteps barely making a sound. My heartbeat was steady, controlled, at least, that was what I told myself.That is what I wanted to convince myself with. That I did not care.I had not been watching her.That she wasn't my main attention.But
Sienna:The night air was colder than I would have expected it to be, wrapping around me as I leaned against the wooden railing of the porch, my arms folded over my chest. The stars stretched endlessly above me, scattered like tiny diamonds against a velvet sky.I inhaled deeply, trying to find some
Damon:The morning was cold, much colder than usual. Or maybe it was just me.I sat at the head of the dining table, my fingers wrapped around a mug of black coffee, but I wasn’t drinking it. I was staring at the swirling steam, my thoughts tangled in a mess I couldn’t untangle.The past few months
Sienna:The house was eerily silent when we arrived.Damon walked in first, his posture stiff, his expression unreadable. Ethan and a few guards followed closely behind, their presence heavier than usual. I stayed near the door, my hands trembling at my sides as I struggled to keep my breathing stea
Delilah:The sound of the gunshot rang louder than it should have.It made my heart drop to my stomach and for a few moments I felt like everything around me just seemed to explode.One second I was stepping outside the building, I was walking out believing that maybe we had hope, maybe this was jus
Damon:I didn't expect to see her walk through the door.Even when I called her sounds, considering the fact that Sienna did not come and report to me, I expected it to be a mistake. I expected that something else was going on, that maybe she was just roaming around.But when I saw her walking throu
Giovanni:The silence in my office was never just silence.It was a weapon. A weight. A promise.The last thing that I would have expected was to send men following her, the one woman that I expected to never betray me. But if her mother had done so, why was I surprised when she did?I took a whiff
“Whatever you have to say, spill it out.”“I need your help.”That froze her.For just a second, the steel in her spine wavered. “What did you say?”“I said I need your help.”She stared at me, unsure if this was another game, another manipulation. Her jaw clenched.“You have a funny way of asking f
Delilah:The walls of the office were too white.Too clean. Too polished.And no matter how hard I wanted to deny it, no matter how much I was despising being here, I knew that I needed to be.I needed help, and I knew that they were the only people who would be willing to help with something like t
Sienna:I told myself I was just taking a walk.I told myself that I just needed a break, that I was going to be all right, that this was just a moment of weakness where I needed to find myself.I took a deep breath as I walked down the western corridor, where the windows were tall and the sunlight
I laughed, stepping closer. “You’re getting attached. That’s dangerous.”“She’s my sister,” Delilah hissed. “And I'm going to start acting like it. Or is it because you deprived the two of us from being together, from growing up by one another side that you are furious that I'm actually taking the c
Giovanni:The door creaked open, the scent of ash and leather wafting into the grand marble foyer like a warning. I stepped inside, boots echoing with cold authority across the polished floor. Silence wrapped around the place like a shroud.Everything seemed calm, far too delicate in a way that I di
Damon:She didn’t say anything at first.Not since we left the office. Not since the two of us were inside the car.We sat in the car with the silence between us stretched thin, tight like a wire pulled to its breaking point. I didn’t push her. I didn’t reach for her. I let her sit in it, breathe th