“I will bring her back as soon as she comes around,” Orion declared coldly, his tone clipped, final.
The two doctors had all but pushed him out of the room, insisting on space while they tended to Freya. But he remained at the door, his presence unyielding—a shadow of control he refused to surrender.
Barry Petrov was the first to speak, his voice sharp with challenge. “We can’t let that happen, Orion Black. If you want our heiress, you will obey our terms.”
Orion’s eyes flicked toward him, a flash of warning in the icy calm of his gaze.
Timothy Petrov leaned forward, his tone cutting. “She can’t just stay beside you like some obedient puppet. She is a Petrov heiress—and we demand that she be treated with the regard her bloodline commands.”
Before Orion could respond, Samael Petrov in
