I was sitting at my desk reviewing pack documents when I heard the familiar sound of Raymond's car pulling into the driveway. My jaw clenched immediately. I had been dreading this moment, knowing that eventually my brother would come back and try to interfere with my relationship with Antalya again.
The truth was, I couldn't ban Raymond from this mansion even if I wanted to. This had been our parents' home, and according to their will, both of us had equal rights to be here. It was one of the few things I respected about our family legacy – the promise I had made to our dying father that I would never completely shut Raymond out.
But that didn't mean I had to like it. And it certainly didn't mean I was going to let him anywhere near Antalya.
I could sense him moving through the house, p
