Damien POV

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I leaned back in my chair with the phone pressed to my ear, Sophia’s laugh crackling through the line like champagne bubbles. “Damien, tell me it’s happening,” she said, her voice all honey and greed. “Tell me we’re about to own everything.”

I grinned, spinning a pen between my fingers. “It’s happening, babe. Damon thinks he’s got the upper hand with that fake wedding, but I’ve got ropes around him tighter than he knows. He won’t see it coming.”

She ...