Chapter Fifty-Nine

“Home sweet home,” Deagan commented when Aycin helped him sit on the couch of his new living room, with his family surrounding him stiffly. 

“Whose house is this?” His uncle questioned, looking around the expansive open-planned house.

“Mine, I bought it a few weeks ago.” Aria and Deagan shared a smile.

“Why in the world would you do that, Deagan?” Amaya frowned deeply, sending a suspicious look in Aria’s direction. 

“I needed a place to work while I was here and the apartment was getting a little cramped for the three of us,” Deagan answered truthfully. 

“You don’t really have a business here, do you?” Maya stated more than aske