The evening at Christian’s estate was quiet, a stark contrast to the high-stakes drama of the courtroom. Leo was already asleep upstairs, completely unaware of the massive legal machine that had been deployed to ensure his safety. He had spent the evening playing with a new set of building blocks Christian had ordered for him, entirely content in his new, secure world.
Casel sat on the plush sofa in the grand living room, a glass of red wine resting on the coffee table in front of her. The house was bathed in warm, ambient lighting, casting soft shadows across the expansive artwork lining the walls. For the first time in months, her mind wasn't racing with legal strategies or corporate maneuvers. The silence was peaceful.
Christian walked into the room, having changed into a comfortable
