Aubree’s POV —
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN HERE?!”
Uncle Sebastian’s voice detonated through the room like a gunshot.
Abel froze mid-breath.
Carter went rigid in front of me, his body instantly shifting into that shield-mode I’d known since childhood.
And me?
My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I thought it might break free.
Uncle Sebastian — mafia king, ruthless strategist, the man who terrified half the city — stood in the doorway, fists clenched, jaw locked, chest heaving like he’d just walked into a crime scene instead of… this.
His gaze swept the room.
My hair was messy.
Carter’s hand stilled hovering near my waist.
Abel close — too close — guilt and defiance warring in his eyes.
A storm gathered in Uncle Sebastian’s expression.
A dangerous one.
“Someone,” he gro
