A smirk surfaced on Damon's lips as he stared at his naked body in the bathroom mirror, admiring his smooth skin without any burn marks.
“I had to live with the remainder of that fool for one month. But someday, he will be the one on the tragic end.” Damon mumbled, squeezing his fists.
“Boss, Ace is here like you ask.” Hunter’s voice echoed into the bathroom.
Frowning, Damon pulled a fluffy white towel off the handle and wrapped it around his waist.
Then he walked out of the bathroom, scowled at Ace and Hunter, and sat on the edge of his bed.
“It's been weeks. What have you learned from Bella about she and Neron's relationship?” Damon asked, feeling annoyed as he stared at the fear in his nephew’s eyes.
Swallowing hard, Ace gazed at the floor, then mumbled, “Nothing.”
A deadly silen
