Damian
The moment the cameras cut, I knew I’d made a mistake.
Or maybe… I finally did something right.
But right never came without consequences in my family.
The red light flickered off. I shook the host’s hand, offered a polite smile, and ignored the way my father’s presence in the shadows stiffened the air around me.
He didn’t say a word, not at first.
Just watched.
Like a serpent waiting to strike.
By the time I stepped into the black car idling by the curb, his hand was already on my shoulder, gripping hard enough to make me feel like a child again.
“You’ll come with me. Now.”
Not a request.
A verdict.
We didn’t go home.
We went straight to the estate.
The study smelled like aged oak and expensive threats. The fire in the hearth was low, barely burning, and the tension i
