The lights were out.

Without drawing attention, he stayed in his car, waiting.

Glancing up, he could see the balcony outside Alexis’ room. He recalled seeing her there years ago, her hair caught in the night breeze, a sight that had captivated him.

His fingers stung. The cigarette had singed his skin.

He slumped onto the chair, gaze fixed ahead, yet his eyes were bloodshot.

The following morning stirred activity within the Fowlers’ mansion.

only to find a black Land Rover parked in the yard, its windows

marring his features, Leonel's

Waylen scoffed.

sneered, refusing to entertain Leonel. “I ain't Dad material. A decent woman can't be with two men at the same time. And just like that, Leonel, you can't have two

a bitter smile. “Dad, I didn’t mean it like

what you mean, then what? Leonel, did it ever cross your mind that Alexis

now, the whole damn world knows about you and Anika. Real nice role

conflicted. After a lengthy pause and a glance at Leonel, Waylen spoke calmly. “Leonel, Alexis had it rough growing up, so her mother and I always catered to her whims. She always gets everything she wants and hears no objections from us, even when she decided to be with you again. You were

the villa's porch, he remembered requesting Leonel's real

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