Chapter 83 – I messed up

After the chaos in his life finally settled down and the noise around him faded for the first time in days, Voren had managed to get a few solid hours of sleep.

It was not much, but it was enough to clear his head. The second he woke up, before he even properly stretched, his phone was already lighting up with security alerts from the surveillance system at Bohemian Grove.

The notifications stacked one after another across his screen like they had been waiting for him.

He did not ignore them.

He got up immediately, showered quickly, dressed in a sharp black suit that matched the kind of room he was about to walk into, and headed out. It was only once he was in the car that he finally opened the footage.

The moment Seraphine’s face appeared on his screen, he exhaled slowly.

Trouble.

Not small trouble.

The kind of trouble that always involved Ravyn losing control.

Voren had promised himself he would not interfere in whatever twisted dynamic Ravyn and Seraphine had going on between them. Their marriage had ended. Their war should have ended with it. But he knew Ravyn. Pride ran his emotions more than logic did, and if Seraphine provoked him in public, he would react before thinking.

And that would cost him.

So Voren stepped in.

He arrived just in time to catch Ravyn’s raised hand before it landed on Seraphine’s face. Attention was drawn to Ravyn and Seraphine in a way that no one noticed Voren walking in.

Unlike Ravyn, Voren had not forgotten what Seraphine was capable of. He had not forgotten the way she had drained him financially before. He was still feeling that loss. The woman looked harmless, but she was anything but.

expect was the way Ravyn turned to him, eyes flashing with something that

what she did?" Ravyn

doesn’t matter," Voren said flatly as he

time, Leon pulled Seraphine back to

controlled but sharp. "What exactly are you doing? Can’t you see she’s setting you up again? This feels like another trap

Ravyn went still.

a second, the anger drained from his face and was replaced by thought. In his mind, as long as he did not

standing there, replaying the moment in his head, he could see

The public argument.

The witnesses.

The raised hand.

had hit her, even slightly, she would have had every excuse

frustration mixing with realization. "But you’re right. I almost walked straight into it. I’m

disappointment clear in his tone. "You’re supposed to be hosting this. I expected you to act like a leader, not lose control in front

harder

balance. For a brief second, a ridiculous thought had crossed his mind that Voren might have been defending

that thought died as quickly as it

This was Voren.

The

up," Ravyn

Voren replied without

instantly, expression smoothing into calm authority. "Apologies for the false start," he announced, his voice carrying effortlessly across the space. "And apologies for my late arrival.

in

like a boss who expected obedience.

space, low and sophisticated, blending into the hum of

Whitmore approached Voren almost immediately, shaking his hand firmly. "I’m

am I,"

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