After retreating to his private quarters, Ace Kane found himself sinking into the plush mattress, yet sleep remained a distant, elusive phantom. He tossed and turned, his mind a chaotic whirlpool of conflicting thoughts that refused to settle. It wasn't the lingering image of Maya Kane’s seductive, ivory-skinned silhouette that kept him tethered to wakefulness—though the memory of her provocative presence was certainly enough to stir most men—but rather the heavy, lingering weight of his family’s mysteries. The shadows surrounding his parents’ past remained dense and impenetrable, and the cryptic movements of that grandpa continued to haunt his strategic calculations.
Adding to this mental burden was a growing sense of trepidation regarding a reunion he knew was fast approaching. He was c
