The world around him had faded into a dull hum.
Everything was a haze, except for the one image that burned in the back of Caius Duskbane’s mind the moment he let his thoughts wander. It was the sight of his "sister," Selena, standing naked in the bath. Her body had been glistening, flawless, and marked with the unmistakable remnants of the passion she had just shared with another man. It made her look even more untouchable. Even more perfect.
Caius had gone to her room on purpose. He was playing the part of the devoted brother to the letter. He had found old letters in the real Adrian’s room describing their childhood tradition: a mandatory "goodnight" before bed every single night.
He had heard her return and timed his entrance perfectly, hoping to solidify her trust and get his hands
