Chapter 55 The Face Of Betrayal

• The night air was thick with tension as Damian and Amara approached the downtown building. It loomed over them like a silent guardian of secrets—secrets Amara was determined to uncover.
• Damian’s grip on her wrist was firm but not forceful. “Stay close,” he murmured, his voice low.
• Amara nodded, her heart pounding in sync with their footsteps. They slipped through the back entrance, Damian leading the way with practiced ease. It was clear he had done this before.