Adriano

I knew everything. Every lie, every move, and every intention Leo had toward Azalea. He thought he was playing a clever game, slipping into her life with a false name and feeding her stories laced with charm and manipulation. “Cassian,” he called himself. How laughable.

He wanted to use her to get to me. He just didn’t realize I was already ten steps ahead.

I’d introduced Azalea at the party as my wife on purpose. Not out of affection but as a calculated move. I needed a bait, something beautiful, believable, and with just enough fire in her eyes to draw the wolves out. And she was perfect for...