A heavy silence filled the room, as usual, every morning when everyone gathered for breakfast in the dining room. But this time, there was a grim atmosphere hanging over everything. Valentino sat at one end of the table, his gaze locked on Athena, who sat at the opposite end, staring blankly at her plate, not eating a single bite.
Meanwhile, under the table, Layla struggled with Dimitri to stop his persistent hands from touching her, all while noticing the tension lingering in the mansion after everything that had happened. The air was thick and charged with negativity.
Breakfast passed in complete silence; even Clodan, who usually stayed away from conflicts, didn’t say a word. Dimitri, on the other hand, was focused on touching his "lioness" under the table a few more times, though she
