Hours later.The sun dipped lower. The street lights flickered on.
Then—
A luxury car rolled into the area like it didn't belong there. The engine purred smoothly, expensive, out of place among rusted vehicles and broken roads.
People stopped what they were doing to stare.
The car door flew open.
"Damian!"
Viktor jumped out and ran, pulling Damian into a tight hug.
"I knew it," Viktor breathed. "I knew you were alive." "I missed you dude but where the fuck were you hiding".
Damian grabbed his shoulders not hugging him back.
"Where's Elena?" He asked immediately.
Viktor's smile faltered.
Edward stepped forward.
"Hello, I'm Edward."
Viktor looked at him, then back at Damian.
"So this is your savior?"
One of Damian's men approached.
"Good to see you, boss."
"Take the boy," Damian said to one of his men, his voice flat, sharp, like a blade.
Edward froze panicking. "What?"
Damian's eyes flicked to the boy, cold but calculated.
"Relax. Edward"
