DAMIEN
Aiden and I sat across from each other. He was leaning back in his seat, his eyes cold and calculating while the petite nurse bandaged the wound on his arm. It took me a long moment to process that she was capable of doing something like this, and I did, I inwardly smiled. She was strong for a woman of her position. But my half-brother did not look very happy though.
Quite the contrary, he was pissed beyond words.
“Leave,” he barked at the poor nurse once she was done tending to his wounds.
“What do you want?” He asked grudgingly once the sound of the door closing filled the room. Aiden was still inspecting the wounding, his face tightened with irritation with his brows furrowing into a deep V.
“This is not exactly the encounter I wanted, but what choice do I have, dear brother
