Damien’s POV
The warehouse was cold and silent when I arrived. Reyes had done exactly as I asked, Lila was already there, wrists bound to a metal chair in the center of the empty room. She didn’t look scared. Not even a little.
Instead, a wide, knowing smirk played on her lips the moment she saw me walk in.
I stopped a few feet away, hands clenched at my sides. “You look comfortable,” I said coldly. “Considering the situation.”
Lila tilted her head, still smiling. “You always did like dramatic settings, darling. Kidnapping your own mother now? How far you’ve fallen.”
I stepped closer, voice low and dangerous. “What the hell were you talking about earlier? The secrets. Victor. Elena’s mother. Stop playing games and tell me the truth.”
She laughed, a low, amused sound. “Oh, Damien. You
