Chapter 120

As we pulled up to the imposing gates of the Roman’s mansion, I felt Greece's anxiety radiating from her in tangible waves. I gave her hand a reassuring squeeze as we stepped out of our respective cars. The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the manicured lawn as we made our way up the winding driveway.

The sun was already setting, the day had gone by in a flash yet it was one of the hardest days I've had to power through since I woke up. In just one day I have learnt that my mother was a crime lord's heir and she made a lot of enemies.

And now there was Greece…being treated like shit by her mother by reasons only best known to Victoria Wellington.

Who would treat their child this way?

Put them through such emotional torture…or are parents like that more common than I think?

After all, my father has done worse to me…

"Come on," I said softly, guiding Greece through the entrance. "Let's get you settled in,"

The young woman reminded me so much of myself, maybe that was why