They had forgotten one fundamental truth: hard work doesn’t make a man weak—it makes him patient. And when a patient man finally turns his attention to protecting the woman he loves, no amount of greed can save you from the reckoning.
Phedra leaned her head gently against my shoulder, watching the waves roll onto the shore below.
“Thank you for coming home, Damian,” she whispered.
I wrapped my arm around her, pressing a soft kiss to her temple, feeling the steady, healthy rhythm of her breathing.
“I’m never leaving again, honey,” I said, looking out at the vast, clear horizon. “We’re finally home.”
