Lexie POV
Dread crept into my skin as I watched Damien question Mr. Alberto about my mother. How the hell did he get to my mum? The last time I checked, she was in another country for her Alzheimer's, and now Damien is telling me he held her captive. How can he be this cruel?
“Lexie, Mom?” Derek asked with raised eyebrows, his eyes moving from his dad, who he had been bent on shooting some minutes ago, to Damon asking for an explanation.
“Yes, he has your wife's mother in captivity. He planned on using it if things didn't work out so that he could help his son, who is now dead, Damien said, pointing at Charles' body, which was filled with blood.
My knees weaken, and I sag down on the white couch, which was already filled with blood. All my sacrifices, getting married to Derek even thou
