Ivan’s roar echoed down the hallway, freezing everyone in their tracks. Charles paused, his fists clenching at his sides as Ivan stormed toward them, his eyes blazing with a fierce determination that no one could ignore. Without saying a word, Ivan reached out and took Sisi from Arisha’s arms. The action was swift, his grip unyielding, and Arisha gasped, her eyes wide with shock.
Sisi, nestled in Ivan’s arms, blinked up at him, her tiny fingers curling into his shirt as if she sensed the change. For a moment, silence filled the space, heavy and electric. Charles stood still, his jaw tightening, but he said nothing, his eyes burning with barely concealed rage.
Ivan’s voice was calm but seething with intensity. “I may have no proof of my relationship with Arisha,” he began, his eyes never
