Chapter 35

Brooklyn had been startled awake by a nightmare, so his emotions were out of control. He only managed to go back to sleep thanks to Dimitri's comforting embrace and soft words.

Dimitri looked down at Brooklyn's face as the latter slept. Then, he lifted the sheets and got out of bed as gently as possible. He slowly straightened up and headed to the balcony. There, he stared out at the garden, which was filled with roses he'd planted. They were beautiful and alluring.

He lit a cigarette. He didn't actually enjoy smoking; he only did it when he was troubled. It was about the only thing that could calm him down.

Keira wasn't an easy person to deal with. They'd already agreed that this whole thing would be a farce from beginning to end, but she'd still managed to reap some benefits from it.

If he had to be honest, he didn't want to give her anything worth a hundred million dollars. He had no choice, though. If he wanted "Zachary", this was the only way.

Dimitri took a drag from his cig