Chapter 75–Ashton’s POV
It was already morning and I have finally made my decision. I would believe my father not Moana.
I left the house before anyone stirred, moving quickly, my mind already racing ahead to what awaited me. The Martellos were still out there, their threats imminent, their presence a constant reminder that nothing could wait. Soon, we would strike back, and I needed to be ready. If I let my thoughts spiral over Moana and her accusation, it could cost us everything.
The warehouse was buzzing with activity when I arrived, every movement was accurate, every instruction carried out with meticulous care. I jumped straight into supervision, scanning the men at work, checking all the weapons, and issuing corrections where needed. My thoughts were tangled with Moana’s words, b
