The mansion felt quieter than usual that morning. Liam was still asleep, the soft hum of the air conditioner filling the empty spaces. I sipped my coffee slowly, letting the warm liquid calm the knot of nerves in my stomach.
Today was going to be a test. Not just for me, but for us. For Dean. For Liam. For the fragile, complicated life we were trying to build together.
“Angel?” Dean’s voice broke the silence. He stepped into the kitchen, leaning casually against the counter, his dark eyes assessing me like he always did. “Ready?”
I set down my mug, feeling the tension tighten in my chest. “As ready as I’ll ever be.”
Dean’s lips curved slightly, a small, knowing smile. “Good. Because today, we face them.”
I nodded, swallowing hard. Miami’s elite, wealthy, influential, and merciless, ha
