Chapter 25: A Line in the Sand
There was a lot of tension in Adrian's study. As he looked at Nathaniel across from him, the massive wood desk that had once represented his authority now seemed like a wall. His brother, the epitome of haughtiness, was spinning a glass of whiskey while lounging in one of the leather recliners.
"You really think you can shut me out, Adrian?" Nathaniel's smile was poisonous, and his voice was surprisingly composed. "You’ve built your perfect little life here, but don’t forget—I know what’s buried underneath it all."
With his palms resting on the desk, Adrian leaned forward. Even though his speech was quiet and controlled, it was clear that he was threatening. "Nathaniel, you have no right to enter here and act like the victim. You have devoted your life to
