Daniel had been walking on a razor’s edge ever since Juliette’s return. Days were filled with reports, strategy…
The private jet touched down just before sunrise. Tyrone Dominian stepped off the aircraft like a returning king….
The night air rolled in thick with heat, the kind that clung to the skin and refused to…
The morning air was sultry, thick with jasmine and salt. Tyrone stood on the villa balcony, shirtless, sipping…
Tyrone and Daniel touched down in Cartagena on a Thursday morning, the coastal heat washing over them the…