The name sent a shiver down Ariel’s spine before she could stop it.

His stepbrother? She questioned inwardly.

She didn’t dare look at him. But she nodded in acknowledgement.

She felt his gaze on her, the silent dominance of his presence.

Just as she buried whatever emotions stirred in her chest, a soft, amused hum echoed from the other side of the table.

“And I suppose that means I’m last,” a woman’s voice chimed in.

Ariel turned to the source of the voice. She exuded elegance, but the glint in her gaze was one of amusement rather than warmth.

“Samantha Lucas,” Johny said, his tone neutral. “Damian’s elder sister.”

Samantha...