The door opened quietly with a slight creak. Damian's sharp ears caught it immediately, his body tense as the knob twisted. Five masked men dressed in black stepped in, their faces hidden in a black mask. They slipped in like shadows, guns drawn, their eyes scanning the room for their target.
But Damian and Olivia were already ready.
Damian crouched low, pressing himself against the wall near the door, gun in hand. While Olivia, behind him, gripped her twin daggers waiting for the perfect moment. The men moved closer, unaware of the deadly pair waiting in the shadows.
As the fifth man stepped into the living room, Damian struck.
He lunged with speed, slamming the barrel of his gun at the back of the man’s head with a sickening crack. The intruder barely had time to grunt before he col
