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

family here, right? What’s yours is

step forward, and grabbed Nathan by the collar, followed by another punch to

gut.

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

Nathan associating him with Yulia sent him into a rage, itching to turn

get it? How could he picture his

cool. I messed up,

of Damon’s willpower to suppress the fury inside. He raised his

sent shivers

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

of your wild days?”

me? Have you ever considered who

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

teeth

I… can I go clean up this bloody mess?” He

make it

him a cold

courage, Nathan gently grasped Damon’s wrist and nudged it aside. “You don’t want

those pristine hands.”

desperate. “The smell, man. You don’t want Chloe

you?”

nerve. Damon abruptly let go, and Nathan seized

run with his bloody nose

Damon. They were left alone in the

meeting Anya’s wide-eyed look.

blinked back tears, but they swelled over the brim. Without a need for

toward her, Anya

sudden crying had an indescribable piercing power. Damon felt

and Chloe were chatting when Anya’s cries startled them. Realizing

upstairs.

here. I’ll check on

with care, and she was already on

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

belly.

Anya’s sobs

pausing. Chloe’s eyes widened in surprise to

wiping away her tears with an awkward tenderness.

seen Damon holding a child, and with

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