Elara's POV
My hand shook as I wrote my name on every of the dotted line.
Each signature felt like I was softly losing a piece of our future. And when I was finished, Ethan took the papers and simply checked them.
"Good girl," he said.
I hated the statement.
"Now, for the codes.”
I swallowed hard.
He looked up at me.
“Damien claims Victor never shared them. But you are currently living in that house, and I know that you must have seen something there."
I shook my head.
"I never saw any codes. Victor kept everything locked away, always."
Ethan stood up slowly.
"Then we have a problem. Because if I do not get those codes in the next hour Damien pays for it."
He turned his laptop toward me.
Playing on the screen was a live video of Damien who sat tied to a chair in a small
