The dining room exploded the second Valentina stepped inside, her presence igniting a volatile chain reaction, shattering the fragile peace that remained.

"I came to see my son, Mateo," she announced, her voice saccharine sweet, her words dripping with false affection, her eyes scanning the table like she was assessing prey, sizing up her competition, searching for weaknesses to exploit.

I moved hair off my face as I glared her her. "This is not the time, Valentina" I warned.

She scoffed "You don't let me see my boy for almost a month. Isn't this a two weeks agreement shit?" She walked closer.

Nathan leaned back in his chair, his expression...