CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

REOPENING HEALING WOUNDS...

Damon waited until he was sure that Lilliana was fast asleep before going into his bedroom. He changed his clothes, put on something less restricting and grabbed his car keys before jogging down the stairs to the front door. He got in his car and drove out of the residence, leaving behind twelve men to guard the girl. Two men patrolled inside the house, keeping a close eye on Lilliana's bedroom while the rest of the men patrolled outside the mansion, heavily armed and ready to shoot on suspicion.

He drove to the eastern warehouse, where the man he tortured was still being held captive. He needed to have a quick chat with the idiot he allowed to live the last time he was there. Pulling up outside the seemingly abandoned building, he jumped out of his car and rushed inside. His men bowed in respect when he walked past them but he hardly noticed, engulfed in the flames of his own anger. Sensing this, some of his men instinctively moved out of the way when they