Farren's Point of ViewHe looked peaceful when he was asleep. Every muscle in his face relaxed. His chest expanded and collapsed at an even rate. It was well into the morning but Camilo was still beside me, dreaming away. No work to rush him. No one barging in for meetings. Just us in this blissful moment.It brought a smile to my face. Banished my fears of yesterday. He was beside me and I was no longer alone. Safe. Sound.His hair was plastered to his forehead from sweat. Curled in every direction imaginable. Jeans rode high on his hips. Shirt tucked almost beneath his chin. Even in his messiest state, I thought he was handsome. Could trace every curve of his abs with my fingertips.It was a tempting thought, one that brought heat to my cheeks. But that would be considered assault and I had no intention of becoming that kind of person. Although, he looked like a meal ready to be devoured. I trailed his stomach down. Could see the top of his V-line before his clothes devoured his bod

Farren's Point of ViewMy body was spent. But in the best kind of way. Camilo had fallen on his back beside me. Unfurled his arm. I gladly crawled into him and placed my head on his chest. Heard the rapid beating of his heart. Strong arms wrapped around my middle. Pulled me into him.It was the safest I had felt in a long time. Knew that this was where I wanted to remain for the rest of my life. Although the moment lasted for a lifetime, I knew that we had to get up and going. Had to make plans for what happened after this.I groaned in his arms and twisted so that my back was to him. Camilo chuckled. Drew me in again. "What's wrong, princess?" He asked, voice a tad hoarse from our previous activities. "I don't want to get up." I groaned again and tried to cover us with the blanket. Camilo chuckled again and batted the blanket away. "You know we have to. Work isn't going to do itself. Besides, you need to find good contractors for your home renovation today. Time is ticking." He mad

Farren's Point of ViewThe house was a mess. All of the doors to the place had been ripped out. Windows were broken. Counters bashed in. It looked more like a war site than anything else. Although, it had been in essence. The place where my family was attacked because of me. The extent of the damage was so severe, I knew I was going to have a hefty bill by the end of the restoration."We tried to keep them outside but they stormed in when you didn't come out," Alejandro said behind me.His voice was devoid of any emotion. Or so he tried to make it seem. I could tell from the slight hitch at the end he felt bad for ruining my home. For what this feud had cost me.All the new furniture I had bought lay in pieces all around. Even the cupboard doors in the kitchen were hanging at odd angles. As if they would find me in there. Searched the most unlikely places. Sighing, I stepped over the glass from the door. "It's not your fault. I just didn't bargain on spending my money on this, you k

Farren's Point of View"What are you doing here?" I shrieked and moved past Camilo.It shocked my mate when I did it. He blinked at me. Frowned. But Priamos was standing in front of me when he should have been back home with his very pregnant wife."No hello? How are you? Welcome to my home? Nothing?" Priamos joked but I only stared back at him blankly. Huffed and crossed my arms over my chest."You should be in Ireland with Nerezza." The flatness of my voice leads Camilo to move behind me. He placed a hand on the small of my back. Kissed the side of my face. Sparks erupted from the touch. Bloomed into heat pressing onto my spine. My mates would always know how to handle me best, even when I slightly hated them for it.I wasn't a child who needed to be calmed down. "I called him when you were taken. Solely to find out when Lysander's men would be arriving. We needed all the help we could get but you beat us to it, it seems. When he heard you were taken, he personally escorted your n

Farren's Point of ViewDespite the conversation I had had with Quintez, I wanted to lighten the mood. Get everyone comfortable enough so that I could bring up a rather sensitive topic to Priamos. If we were going to get rid of Leon, the least we could do was talk to our mother about it.She had no idea what her boys got up to. The hell they raised on a regular basis. I doubted she knew about my kidnapping and how they had a part to play in all of it. But to have that conversation with her, I needed Priamos by my side.My mates would remain home. This was something only the two of us could sort out. At least the Donna was out tonight. Had escaped the turmoil by going with her friends to some country club. But Isabelle had agreed to dine together only if Nicolas would show face as well. Which made the situation a lot worse than I had previously thought it would be.Nicolas would want to go with us. See how we destroyed our mother's soul. It was cruel in a way but it had to be done. She