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I respond with a smile. He gives me a nod before he stands up and clinks his glass as he looks out over the garden. We’re dining out in the open. The weather is good save for little bursts of wind at times. “May I have everyone’s attention?” Dad says. The chatter dies down as…

I’m about to shout for him to unhand me when his hand clamps over my mouth, stopping me and an arm wraps around my waist. He glances around before pulling me into the shadows. “Stop struggling. If you are smart, Zaia… don’t cause a scene…what you did tonight was incredibly stupid,” he whispers, his lips.brushing…

He says quietly. I don’t reply and he sucks in a breath, and I hear him head to the door. “Good night.” He says quietly. I don’t reply. The door opens and I close my eyes as it shuts with a small snap. I drop onto the sofa, gripping the edges as I hang my…

ZAIA. I stare at my reflection in the mirror. Maybe I did take it a step too far. My hair is pulled back in a sleek bun, and my eyes are smoky with a nude lipstick. I’m wearing a navy dress, it’s plain, with a slight shimmer to it, and it reaches the floor with…

Dad says coldly. “Stand up and tell us everything you know, Melanie. Who were they? We need answers.” I walk over to her and help her up. Her head is hanging as I lead her to my bed and make her sit down, crouching before her. “Is knowing… worth it?” She whispers. I’m about to…

He says quietly. He leaves the room and shuts the door behind him, leaving me alone in the room. I sigh heavily as I stare at the ceiling, unable to stop myself from delving into what Dad had said about the Blood Born… Three… Does it mean there is more out there? And does Mom…

Sia whispers before she giggles when she catches Jai smirking at her, “Oh, you don’t like your veg?” He teases her. She shakes her head before hiding behind me. I kiss the top of her head as I look at Mom, who is preparing the food, having sent the staff away after they had done…

I say. This isn’t the way this conversation was meant to go. “Make haste.” “I will. Thank you for your time, Mr and Mrs King. Have a good day.” Aran hangs up and I sigh. The relationship between us will not be the same as it once was, but I guess that is ok… I’m…

I shake my head. It still baffles me. “Then perhaps someone who possibly has access to those devices and is always around her.” He says, glaring at me. I frown back. “And since your daughter wasn’t kidnapped, it has to be someone working with her.” I counter coldly. He irks me. He raises an eyebrow….

I cock a brow, a smirk crossing my lips as I reach over and grip her chin between my fingers. “Only that last part… wasn’t in past tense…” Her heart pounds, her eyes flying open as she realises what she just said. “I…” “I don’t mind ravishing you either, princess …” I murmur. Her gaze…