Book 2: Zion’s Confession

Andrea’s POV

“What the f*ck are you doing here, Concorde? I don’t remember having invited you,” gritted out Sebastián while Zion and I were engaged in a staring contest.

“I don’t need an invitation, Conrad. I’m here for my family.” Not once did his attention deviate from me, as if he had expected me to retaliate.

The twins clung to him and he held them close. “Dad! I’m so happy to see you,” said Zayden, clinging to his leg.

“Me too. Dad, let’s go,” said Adrian, clinging to the other leg.

“Andrea, let’s go,” said Zion, grabbing my hand. Sebastián panicked, and the others rushed towards us, noticing the commotion.

“She isn’t going anywhere with you, Concorde. It’s our engagement today! Leave right now or I’ll call the cops.” Sebastián pushed Zion, trying to extricate my hand from his hold.

“Stop, Sebastián. Let me handle this, please.” I wanted Zion to confess before I left with him. How did he expect me to just leave and be h