Damien’s POVThe gates of the Vaughn estate creaked open like the jaws of some old, sleeping beast.I sat stiffly in the backseat as the car rolled up the long gravel driveway, my temples throbbing in rhythm with the rumble of the engine. Cole, the same driver who’d dropped me off at Celeste’s place just recently, opened the door with a small nod and started unloading my luggage. My legs felt like stone as I stepped out, my side still sore from the stab wound, every breath a quiet reminder that I wasn’t anywhere near one hundred percent. And yet, here I was—back in the lion’s den—because Liza had called me in a near-panic, telling me my mother was losing it and my father had returned... with an illegitimate child in tow.Perfect.Just what I needed. Family drama layered on top of mafia threats, attempted murder, and a woman I still wasn’t over.Celeste.I tightened my grip on the duffel bag slung over my shoulder, her face flashing in my mind. I hated that I’d had to leave. Hated ev
Last Updated : 2025-08-04
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