Chapter 25

Author's POV

"Don't you even dare raise a finger on her, Allysia; drop your hand to your side!"

His wild roar startled Maya, making her jolt. She turned to find him approaching, clad in a black polo and shorts, bearing signs of hard work with beads of sweat on him.

When did he come back anyway?

He pulled Maya beside him and glared at Allysia. "What are you doing here?"

She withdrew into herself, looking a little calmer than hateful. "I came to see Don Damon, but our new fortunate favorite tells me he isn't home, so I stayed for a little chat with her; obviously, it's not going out as planned." 

"Go, Allysia! Damon isn't in, and you shouldn't be here either. You and Damon already had that conversation the last time you visited."

"He didn't mean what he said," she smiled slyly. "He was acting impulsively because she made him do it. She took him away from me. But then she can have him."

Maya frowned, thinking she may not have heard r