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

his eyes tight, took a step forward, and grabbed

gut.

is mine, and yours…” He paused, his entire body

with Yulia sent him into a rage, itching to turn this fool into

it? How could he picture

cool. I messed up, I really did. I shouldn’t have

every ounce of Damon’s willpower to suppress the fury inside. He raised his eyes, and

shivers down

like you? I’m just being realistic here. Isn’t it better to

of your wild days?”

you brain-dead? She looks like me? Have you ever

out, then took a deep breath. “You’re not suggesting that Anya’s

teeth grinding

“Can I… can I go clean up this bloody mess?” He figured if he stayed any longer, he

it out

a cold stare but

courage, Nathan gently grasped Damon’s wrist and nudged

those pristine hands.”

didn’t budge, Nathan grew desperate. “The smell, man. You don’t want Chloe to

you?”

let go, and Nathan seized the moment, sprinting for the

run

left alone in the study. Damon

meeting Anya’s wide-eyed look.

shivered, blinked back tears, but they swelled over the brim. Without

her, Anya

of a child’s sudden crying had an indescribable piercing power.

Anya’s cries

upstairs.

you stay here. I’ll

advised Chloe with care, and she was already on the move, reaching the

didn’t heed Yulia’s advice and followed. Yulia slowed to assist her, wary

belly.

Anya’s sobs

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

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

Damon holding a child, and

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