13: Imposter's Burden

LISA POV

"Tell me again; what do you want me to do?" I asked, my voice trembling.

Jonas leaned closer, his breath searing my ear. "It’s simple, really," he murmured. "All you need to do is impersonate Kiara, the beloved of my dear brother, Asher”

“What? Are you insane?” I gasped, feeling the blood drain from my face completely, as if I had turned into a ghost.

I couldn’t comprehend the depth of Jonas’s hatred for his brother or his desire to destroy him. Their shared past was a dark and tangled mess, brimming with secrets and deception.

But one thing was certain: I was trapped in the crossfire of their conflict, a sacrificial lamb for their cause. Given everything that had transpired, it was clear to me who the instigator was between the two men.

I flashed back to the moment Asher burst into the room. His eyes, wide with an initial shock, quickly softened into noticeable relief. He pulled me into his arms, his chest vibrating with a low growl. The sound was so primal that it sent shi