Luke's POV
My gaze dulled as I watched Mira slip inside. My body shook with pain, confusion and rage as she looked me in the eyes, and told me to f**k off…
After all I've done for her. The most damning part of it though, was that her gaze didn't falter when she said it, she might as well have told a stranger to leave her yard.
My anger, though, didn't linger on her, instead I turned it into courage as I faced the man who had toyed and tortured me since the day I was born – all for the promise of an undefeatable heir.
My father.
“Luke, you don't actually think you have bested me now, do you?” He walked over with heavy steps, scar face was nowhere to be found but Richard was enough of a threat as he was alone.
My tone was cold and tinged with authority as I faced my father down. “Beste
