The storm broke at midnight.
Sierra stumbled into Damien’s study, cheeks streaked with tears, her breath ragged from running. The heavy oak door slammed behind her, shutting out the echo of her mother’s laughter.
Damien looked up from his desk. His green eyes, always so sharp and steady, froze on her trembling form.
“What happened?” His voice was calm, too calm, the kind of calm that meant fire burned underneath.
“She…..she knows,” Sierra choked. “I tried…..I didn’t mean to but I said too much. She knows.”
Damien’s First Reaction
Damien rose slowly from his chair, the movement deliberate, measured, like a predator stalking prey. He crossed the room and seized her by the shoulders.
“What exactly did you say?” His voice was low, dangerous.
Sierra’s lips trembled. “I… I told her she c
