82. Lorenzo
I looked at her and sighed as I dragged my hands through my hair, a restless motion that betrayed the storm brewing inside me.
Confusion gnawed at my thoughts, a sensation I despised. It pulled me back into the shadows of a past I had locked away—a secret so dark it could destroy everything I had built. Letting it surface wasn’t an option.
Not now. Not ever.
“I… I have changed my mind…” I began, my voice trailing off.
Before I could continue, my phone vibrated in my pocket, its insistent ring cutting through the tension like a blade. I gritted my teeth, ready to silence it, but the name flashing on the screen made my pulse quicken.
My private bodyguard and investigator.
The same one I had covertly hired that night to follow and guard Athena. She didn’t know about him
