I slowly opened my eyes and saw Ivan holding me against his chest. He smelled faintly of clean cedar.
He looked as though he had dressed carefully before coming to see me, though he clearly had not expected to find me in danger.
Thiago had tried to punish me. Instead, he had failed. He climbed out of the car in a fury, his face twisted with rage.
"Who the f**k do you think you are, ruining my..."
He snarled, his eyes filled with contempt.
He strode forward, radiating his usual arrogance, but the moment he saw Ivan's face, all of it vanished, as though someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over him.
"Uncle Ivan?" Thiago's voice changed immediately. "What... What are you doing here?"
Naomi hurried over before Thiago could recover. Her eyes instantly welled with tears as she reached
