"What? The Vane family?!" Silas' pupils blew wide with shock.
The Vane family was the backbone of the capital. Their businesses stretched across every corner of the country, and their power was deeply entrenched and tangled across every level of society.
Marcus, the current head of the family, ruled with ruthless, cutthroat cunning and commanded immense respect across the entire business world.
Why on earth would he stick his nose into the mess of the Cross family's old ancestral home?
An unnameable restlessness boiled up in Silas' gut.
Just then, his phone buzzed to life.
It was Bianca, her voice thick with cloying sweetness as she cooed and purred. "Silas, when are you coming home tonight? I made dinner, can I wait for you?"
What once felt like a desirable soft treat now only fill
