DAMON

“You didn’t need to lie and tell my mother the mansion belongs to my Father,” Annabel said, her gaze locked on mine, fierce, burning, not backing down one fucking bit.

“My mother called me and she said something about my dad owning the mansion, which he intended to surprise us with. You’ve supported us so fucking much,” she said, her voice raw, dripping with that mix of gratitude and suspicion that made my cock twitch.

The mansion was built by Christian, her dad. His family ...