Damian Xavier's brow furrowed. Honestly, he would have preferred to deal with that bastard Alden with brute force, but the image of Aria Sterling's radiant face appeared in his mind, and his resolve wavered.
"Aria Sterling is the priority. Rescue comes first. Proceed as planned."
As he sent the message, Damian Xavier felt a little conflicted himself. But wasn't he here to save her? He recalled his time with Aria Sterling—her quirky charm, her innocent and carefree nature, and how, in a moment of crisis, she had sold herself for an adoptive father with whom she shared no blood.
Every time he thought about it, Damian Xavier felt a sense of relief. It was a good thing Caleb Sterling had chosen him as the target. Otherwise, if such a fascinating girl had been ruined by someone else, how would she ever face the world again?
