Chapter 11

Vladimir

Sadness mixed with a tinge of happiness etched deep into my heart as the car steered into Dmitri’s mansion. Ariel was already standing by the facade with her husband, my brother, her smile warm and welcoming.

“Can I have Dalian to myself for a while?” I asked Guilia just before I killed the engine.

She stared at me in surprise, but handed him over to me, albeit reluctantly. “Be gentle with him, please.”

I gave her an unbelievable look. “He’s my son, my own blood. Do you think I don’t have boundaries?” I hated that she brought out this side of me. I hated nagging or whining....