Damien stood alone in the wreckage of his study, chest heaving, fists clenched so tightly his knuckles were white. The image of Monalisa climbing into Lucian’s car replayed in his mind like a curse, the scent of his son on her skin. The way she had looked at him with betrayal and pain after seeing Natalia on his lap. Rage, jealousy, frustration, lust, all of it boiled inside him until he felt like he was going to snap.A soft, confident knock sounded on the door.“Alpha,” Natalia’s sultry voice called from the other side. “I know you’re in there, let me in. We need to talk.”Damien should have told her to fuck off. Instead, he unlocked the door. Natalia stepped inside wearing a tight crimson dress that left almost nothing to the imagination. The moment the door closed behind her, she smiled like a predator who had smelled blood.“You look like a man on the edge,” she purred, slowly walking toward him. “That little human ran off with your son again, didn’t she? Left you hard, angry and
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