with an uncontrollable twitch. His clenched fist, resting on the table, was white-knuckled, the bones pressing hard

against the wood. “What did you just say?”

Nathan, too consumed by his own nerves to notice the storm brewing in Damon, repeated his question hastily: “I

said, could Anya possibly be your daughter with Yulia?”

He couldn’t finish his sentence before a solid punch collided with his face. His nose felt like it was about to shatter.

“Damn it.” Nathan clutched his throbbing nose, bending over and tears streamed down his face. It wasn’t the pain

that made him cry. It was totally sheer reflex.

Damon had no sympathy for him, stepping closer as Nathan stumbled back, pleading. “Hold on, hold on, man, this

really sucks.”

Anya, perched on the table, blinked her wide eyes, not quite grasping the situation. She’d assumed they were just

messing around.d1

As she turned to follow Nathan’s retreat, confusion clouded her gaze. When she saw the blood trickling between

Nathan’s fingers, she let out a startled yelp. “Don’t be mean to Nathan.”

Anya scrambled to her feet, flailing her little arms, jumping anxiously on the table.

Nathan, noticing the blood gushing from his nose and Damon still fuming, backed away, looking for an escape. “I

was just asking. Just tell me yes or no. Even if she is your daughter, I wouldn’t tell Chloe, man.”

Damon’s face went from dark to downright thunderous.

Nathan sighed desperately, nearly in tears as Damon closed in on him.

“We’re blood, man. If I keep mum and you keep mum, and Yulia keeps mum, Chloe will never have to know. We’re

What’s yours is

took a step forward, and grabbed

gut.

He paused, his entire body tensed, his lips pressed

thought of Nathan associating him with Yulia sent him into a

could

messed up, I really did. I shouldn’t

suppress the fury inside. He raised his eyes, and

shivers down

just being realistic here. Isn’t it better to know if there’s any

of your wild days?”

you brain-dead? She looks like me? Have you ever considered who you look

deep breath. “You’re

Damon’s teeth grinding was all too

skin crawled. “Can I… can I go clean up this

make it

gave him a cold stare but didn’t let

Damon’s wrist and nudged it aside.

those pristine hands.”

Nathan grew desperate. “The smell, man. You don’t want Chloe to catch a whiff,

you?”

nerve. Damon abruptly let go, and Nathan seized the moment, sprinting for

the table, watching Nathan run with his bloody

turned to Damon. They were left alone in the study. Damon

meeting Anya’s wide-eyed look.

swelled over the brim. Without a need for pretense,

Anya

a child’s sudden crying had an indescribable

cries startled them. Realizing it

upstairs.

you stay here.

and she was already on the move, reaching the

heed Yulia’s advice and followed. Yulia slowed to

belly.

up, Anya’s

up in unison, pausing. Chloe’s eyes widened in surprise to see

in one arm, the other wiping away her tears with an awkward tenderness. She realized it might be the

holding a child, and with such gentle

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