Luka's POV
My breath caught in my throat. The anger evaporated. Everything around me seemed to slow down. The noise faded. The people blurred. All I could see was them.
Valeria looked the same as she had at the gala. She was poised and beautiful. But there was something different about her now. This radiance as she held Elliot's hand, the way she gently spoke to him, laughed at what he said, gave him a smile that rivalled the sun. I could see that Elliot was the center of her world and she was going to burn me to the dust before she’d let me gain custody of him.
I wasn't going to back down either. The same way she took Isis, the centre of my world from me was the same way I'd take Elliot from her.
But today wasn't about her.
It was him.
Elliot.
He was smaller than I expected. So mu
