Chapter 62

The sun was setting over the sprawling Blackthorn Villa estate, casting long shadows across the manicured lawns and elegant gardens.

Zavian’s imposing figure stood with his back to the room, staring broodingly out the massive floor-to-ceiling windows.

His broad shoulders and powerful frame seemed to almost fill the entire luxurious master bedroom suite, dwarfing the king-sized bed and furnishings.

Handsome was an insultingly inadequate word to describe the man’s striking looks - he was flat-out gorgeous, sculpted to utter perfection with a body that belonged on the cover of a fitness magazine.

Powerful muscles rippled beneath his black suit with every subtle movement, hinting at the immense strength contained within his towering 198” form.

His strong jawline was set in a hard line, and his piercing blue eyes reflected a tumultuous storm of emotions as he gazed unseeing at the picturesque grounds below.

The heavy oak door creaked open to admit Yuna