"You always put your political games above the actual people in this pack," I accused him, and I glared down at his dark silhouette."Do not lecture me about leadership when you cannot even control your own temper in public," Damien growled back, and he leaned forward in the leather chair."I do not care about the politics, since Jaslyn is the only girl I want," I confessed the raw truth, and my voice wavered slightly as the heavy words hung in the quiet room.Damien let out a very long, tired sigh, and he leaned back against the dark chair to study my tense face in the faint moonlight."Vanessa warned me that you were growing far too attached to her strange daughter, yet I never thought you would be this foolish," my father muttered, and he rubbed his bearded jaw with a heavy hand."Jaslyn is not strange, and Vanessa is a liar who poisons her own child every single morning," I revealed the dark secret, and I hoped the truth would shift his anger toward the real villain."I already kn
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