Kaya had been on her way to the kitchens when she froze in front of one of the guest rooms, her attention caught by hushed voices.
She paused, stepping closer to investigate the voices coming from inside the room.
“How can you be certain it’s mine?” a man’s voice questioned.
“I feel it, Darius. The child is yours,” Serene replied smoothly.
Kaya’s breath caught in her throat.
“Why accuse Thorne? You could have told me, I would have claimed you, consequences be damned,” Darius said passionately.
“It’s all part of the plan, my love. With the drama over my pregnancy, Matteo’s revenge, and his mate’s hatred, Thorne will be too distracted. That’s when we’ll seize his empire, you and I.”
“How long will you have to live with him? And you have to swear to me that you won’t f**k him, Serene.
