Zane sped toward the expansive shooting range owned by the Cassius Group. Standing alone beneath the harsh lane and floodlights, he found himself in the quiet space he often sought. One of the few places where he could release the storm brewing inside him.
Taking Ugly Swan's life had become part of the plan; she was now his biggest threat, even though that hadn't been his intention from the start.
Although, he couldn't forget that ribbon and butterfly-shaped birthmark were undeniably belonged to her. To the same girl he'd been searching for all these years.
Only to discover she was the daughter of his sworn enemy.
Overshadowed by his demons, he had nearly taken her life moments ago, unaware of who she truly was.
Why her? Why was she born the daughter of the man he hated most?
How could fate be so cruel? So twisted?
He snorted at the wheel of fate, spinning, mocking, turning everything on its head with each ironic twist.
