A Few Days Later..
Damien sat in his darkened study, his eyes fixed on the whiskey glass in front of him.
He couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had been building inside him for days. Seraphina was hiding something from him, and he knew it.
He thought back to their argument days ago, her defiance and anger sparking a fire within him. He had tried to brush it off as mere jealousy, but deep down, he knew it was more than that. He was consumed by a burning need to control her, to possess her completely.
As he sat there, lost in his thoughts, Marcus, the spy placed on Seraphina, entered the room, his expression somber. "Sir, I have something to report," he said, his voice low and urgent.
Damien's eyes snapped to attention, his mind racing with possibilities. "What is
