Luthor Danger POV (continued)
I paced the length of the balcony, fingers drumming thoughtfully on the marble railing. My mind was a chessboard, each piece meticulously placed, each move designed to outmaneuver the opposition. Pierce and Violet—my son and that reckless girl—were pieces I intended to command, whether they liked it or not.
Pierce has always been predictable in his unpredictability. A volatile mix of fury and pride, loyalty and stubbornness. His instincts are sharp, but his heart? That's his weakness. And Violet? She's the fire that threatens to burn through his carefully constructed armor.
What amuses me most is Violet's determination. She doesn't just challenge Pierce—she challenges me, the entire Danger legacy. She carries that defiant spark in her eyes, refusing to be i
