Cane's POV
I sat alone in my study, the silence feeling like a reward. The chaos of the day was over, and now I could finally think. On my desk sat a small, dark glass bottle. I picked it up, rolling it between my fingers.
Of course I knew. I knew everything.
For twenty years, I had watched the Dario family. I learned their routines, their secrets. I was a shadow, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. That's how I found Stephanie. When my investigations revealed she was their real granddaughter, a brilliant, cruel idea began to form.
For the plan to work, I needed to marry her. To control her completely.
There was one problem. She was already married. To my own son, Myron.
But it didn't matter. My thirst for revenge was a fire that burned away everything else—even family.
