The city never slept, but tonight, something felt different. The air was charged, thick with the weight of an unseen presence lurking in the shadows.
Damon stood at the floor-to-ceiling window of his penthouse, the skyline stretching before him like a kingdom he ruled. But despite the wealth, the power, and the control he had fought for—he felt something he hadn’t in a long time.
He didn’t turn as Lucas walked in, his expression tight, phone still in hand.
“You’re not gonna like this,” Lucas said grimly.
Damon finally faced him, his expression unreadable, though his body tensed. “Tell me.”
Lucas exhaled sharply. “Another body. One of our guys. Found in the back alley of a club downtown.”
Damon’s jaw clenched. “Adrian?”
Lucas nodded. “Has to be. The way he was killed—cl
