Marcus arrived at Damien's mansion, his black SUV pulling up to the entrance. He stepped out, his eyes scanning the surroundings, his mind on high alert. He came with his guys, a team of ruthless mercenaries who would do anything for a price.
Damien opened the door himself, a cold smile spreading across his face. "Hey, Marcus. Thanks for coming over."
Marcus nodded, his eyes narrowing. "What's going on, Damien? You're not usually this... anxious."
Damien's smile grew wider. "I've got a problem, Marcus. A big one. And I need your help to take care of it."
Marcus's gut told him to walk away, but his loyalty to Damien kept him rooted. "What kind of problem?"
Damien's eyes locked onto Marcus's, his gaze piercing. "Seraphina. She's been spending too much time with Alex. And I n
