Beautiful Seduction

Another moment of quiet tension shifted between us. As Giovanni had reminded me, every family had secrets, only some had the kind of honor I believed my father had held.

“Did you find the picture?” I asked after a full minute had passed.

Niccolo sighed then brought me Cassidy’s phone. “Yeah, I found several. My soldiers were sent the best ones.”

I snapped the cellphone from his hand, glaring into his eyes before turning my attention to the camera roll. Seeing Cassidy’s face again only added to the anger furrowing in my system. As I flipped through the photographs, one caught my attention.

A man holding Molly in his lap. Only it wasn’t just any man.

At least now I knew the reason Cassidy had been attacked.

Now the stakes were even higher.

Christopher Wren was none other than Orpheus.