LOGINRachel POV
I sat at my vanity table, staring at my reflection in the mirror. I wasn't ready. Wasn't ready to go back to campus, to walk those halls, to see the pity or the whispers. And I definitely wasn't ready to see him.Eli.I sighed, the sound frustrated and heavy in the quiet room. Never in my life had I wanted to hide from Eli before.I picked up my brush, dragging it through my hair with mechanical strokes. I had no choice, though. I can't skip schRachel POVI stepped out of the car, exhaustion settling into my bones. The school day had drained me completely that I had to skip the library and come straight home.The moment I stepped into the foyer, Leo came running."Mama!" He crashed into my legs, wrapping his arms around them tightly. "Welcome back!"I smiled despite my tiredness, running my fingers through his hair. "Hi, sweetheart."His attention shifted immediately to the figure behind me. "Hello, Mark!"He waved enthusiastically at him, practically bouncing.Mark's gaze dropped to Leo for just a moment. He gave a single, curt nod before turning away and heading up the stairs.My smile faded as I watched him go.The Mark I'd known would have at least ruffled Leo's hair. Would have asked how his day was. Something.Now he was just... empty."Mama, guess what!" Leo tugged on my hand, pulling my attention back. "I met your brother today!"My heart stopped."What?" I blinked down at him. "Marcus?""Uh-huh!" Leo nodded eagerly.
Damien POVI stared after Marcus's retreating form, still caught in a haze of disbelief.Then I heard small footsteps behind me.Leo came to my side, carefully lifting Scout from the ground into his arms. She remained asleep, her body limp with trust, her small head tucked against his chest as if nothing in the world had changed."Are you mad at me?" he asked quietly, watching Marcus's car disappear down the street. "Did I say something wrong?"I knelt and ruffled his hair. "No. You didn't do anything wrong. That was just... adults talking."Leo nodded, though he didn't look convinced.We stood there for a moment longer, watching as Marcus's car pulled away-accelerating faster than necessary.I exhaled slowly and looked down at Leo. His eyelids were already drooping, his movements sluggish."It's time to go home," I said gently.He nodded and leaned into me, careful not to wake Scout as I lifted them both into my arms.I carried Leo back to the car. Vance was already inside, waiting.
Damien POVMarcus stopped a few feet away, hands in his coat pockets, posture relaxed enough to be insulting."I was driving past," he said lightly. "Saw you buying ice cream. Thought I'd stop and say hello."My jaw tightened.Of course, he had.Of all the places in this city-of all the days-he'd noticed me standing in line like an ordinary man, fumbling money while my son gave me love advice."Don't you have somewhere to be?" I asked coolly. "Work, perhaps."Marcus smiled, but it never reached his eyes. "I do. But then again..." His gaze slid briefly to Leo, then back to me. "You're dating my sister. I figured that earned you a minute."Leo shifted beside me, clutching his ice cream cup tighter. I felt it instantly-the subtle change in his breathing, the way his body leaned closer to mine."Papa," he whispered. "Who's that?"I placed a hand on his shoulder, grounding him. "An acquaintance."Marcus raised a brow. "That's one word for it."He crouched slightly, lowering himself to Leo'
Damien POVMr Vance opened the car door, and Leo climbed in, settling Scout on his lap. I slid in beside him while Vance took the front passenger seat.The car pulled away from the training centre, and for a moment, there was only the sound of the engine and Scout's quiet panting.Then Leo spoke up, his voice still a little wobbly from earlier. "Papa?""Yes?""Can we go to the dog park?" He looked up at me with those wide eyes, still red-rimmed from crying. "Scout would like it. And... I want to play with her outside."I hesitated.The Raven was still out there. Unresolved. Taking Leo to a public park-even with security felt reckless.But then Rachel's words from yesterday surfaced in my mind, clear and sharp."If you don't want Leo to be like you, then maybe he needs more than just this world. School. Other kids. Space to figure out who he is outside of guards and cars and walls."I looked at Leo. He was watching me hopefully, one hand absently stroking Scout's ears.He'd been cooped
Damien POVI absolutely knew this would happen, but that didn't make it any less irritating.Today, I brought Leo and Mr Vance to Scout's training centre to finally see the evaluation of her progress.Standing in the large, expansive yard surrounded by aggressive dogs mid-training only made our situation worse. Compared to them, Scout's small frame and soft colouring made her look painfully out of place. Foolish, even.Leo sat nearby under guard supervision, quietly working through an oversized lollipop. He'd wanted to follow Rachel to school that morning, and he cried when I told him no, and this had been the fastest solution. The candy was just enough of a distraction to keep him from protesting through the drive here.So now he sat there, hands sticky and smudged with dirt, the lollipop clenched in one fist while Scout lay stretched across his lap, fast asleep and completely unbothered by the chaos around her.The handler stepped in front of us, holding out a folder. I skimmed t
Rachel POVI lay on Damien's bed, sleep threatening to pull me under.Which wasn't fair, especially when I was dressed like this.The silk night robe clung softly to my skin - deep green, simple, flowing just above my thighs, tied loosely at the waist. I'd paired it with matching pants tonight, not for comfort, but for him.I still couldn't believe I was thinking like that.The door opened.I sat up immediately, excitement stirring as I adjusted my hair and robe, already smiling-Then I saw his face.The smile faded.His jaw was tight. His knuckles were white. Like he was holding himself together by force alone."What's wrong?" I asked, concern pulling me to the edge of the bed.His gaze met mine, then flicked away. I noticed how his eyes lingered briefly on me - the robe, and on the way I was waiting. He seemed to be debating whether now was the right moment."I went to visit your father," he said quietly.I froze."My father?" I repeated, worry rushing in. "Why? Damien, please don'
Rachel POVThe manor gates opened as our car approached, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the driveway.I leaned my head against the window, exhausted. My eyes were still puffy despite splashing cold water on my face before leaving campus, and my chest felt hollow—scrape
The cold night air did nothing to clear the ringing in Damien’s ears. It was a high-pitched whine, a relentless chorus to the pounding in his skull and the sharper, burning ache along his ribs. He leaned against the sedan. The warehouse behind him was a silent tomb now, the echoes of gunfir
Rachel POVThe day passed in a blur of avoidance, my heart still pounding a frantic, irregular rhythm whenever the memory of today surfaced.I'd been avoiding him all day. Avoiding the ghost of his fingers brushing my lips, the solid warmth of his hand on my hip. And his confess
Damien POVMark’s eyes widened, a mix of shock, pain, and fierce determination flooding his features. This wasn't just a job; it was a sacred vow in Damien's eyes. "Yes, sir. My life for theirs. I understand.""Good." Damien's gaze swept over me and Leo one last time, a silent declaration







