Freddy's POV

“She’s different from the woman you first brought into your home.” Desmond said while he smirked. “I know.” I said after I swallowed hard

“Do you?” Desmond leaned forward, resting his arms on his knees. “Because right now, you’re looking at her like she’s something you can’t control.” I exhaled sharply. “I can handle Aliana.”

Desmond chuckled. “Maybe. Or maybe… she’s handling you.” I clenched my jaw, irritation bubbling inside me. “What the hell are you trying to say?”

Desmond smirked. “Just that, for the first time, someone is challenging you.” I didn’t respond because he was right.

Aliana wasn’t just someone I had saved. She wasn’t just...