Amelia’s pulse roared in her ears.
The second man—taller, leaner, but with the same face as Adrian—folded his arms and smirked.
“You killed my brother,” he said, voice laced with something venomous.
Brother.
The word slammed into Amelia’s chest like a bullet.
Dominic swore under his breath. “Adrian had a twin.”
The man’s smirk widened. “Had?” He tsked. “Has. Because I’m still here. And you just declared war on the wrong man.”
Amelia’s breath caught as realization crashed into her.
This wasn’t over.
It had never been over.
Because the real power behind Adrian’s empire had never been Adrian at all.
It had been him.
His brother.
And now, he was coming for them.
The twin took a step forward, his eyes dark and calculating. “You killed my brother. You destroyed my empire.”
Amelia’
