Bared To You
King Leonidas Sebastiani.
I hadn’t seen him in over seven months, but somehow, I always knew this moment would come. Geez, I just thought he’d show up sooner—maybe right after Paul and his guys tracked me down in Havindelle. Instead, he waited. Calculated. That was Dad, after all. Always ten steps ahead.
“The sleeping beauty is awake at last,” Dad said. His voice carried the faintest edge of humor, but beneath it—oh, beneath it was fury. Cold, contained, and lethal. He didn’t even look at me when he spoke, which almost made it worse.