“You think Vania is some prize you can win with your money, Revaldo?” Devandra snapped, stepping forward, his face flushed with anger.

Revaldo stood just a few feet away, calm but radiating tension. His smile was faint, his eyes cold as ice.

“I didn’t buy Vania. I gave her a life you never could. That’s just a fact.”

“What kind of life? A golden cage?” Devandra’s fists clenched. “You locked her up! Tried to force her love with threats and power! That’s not ...