A sharp knock broke the silence in his office. He sighed, glancing toward the door. “Come in.”
The door opened, and Damien stepped inside, his expression unreadable, holding a thick envelope. “You’re going to want to see this,” he said, his voice low.
Lucas arched an eyebrow, reaching out for the envelope. “What is it?”
Damien handed it over, his gaze serious. “Another threat. But this one’s… different.”
Lucas ripped the envelope open, pulling out the letter inside. As his eyes scanned the lines, his brows furrowed. He read aloud, each word unsettling him more.
“‘Do you know who Desi really is? Do you really trust her?’” He looked up at Damien, confusion and tension tightening his jaw. “‘I am your rival, but I would hate to see you die before I kill you.’”
Damien nodded, crossing his
