Axel’s POV.
I was just about ready to head out the door, my hand already gripping the handle, when Damien’s voice halted me in my tracks.
“We need to talk,” he demanded.
“What could we have to talk about?” I replied, feigning innocence.
I turned around to face him, my eyes meeting his with indifference. Deep down, I knew there was nothing to discuss between us. I knew he was suspicious of my motives, but I had no intention of revealing my true intentions, no desire to grant him the satisfaction of knowing my plans against him. I had taken the first calculated step towards getting closer to Amara today, and I would go to any lengths to regain her trust, to exact revenge on Damien, and to ensure that he loses everything he took away from me.
“What the hell are you playing at?” he snarle
