Xavion and I emerged from the same womb, yet our father's choices fractured what should have been unbreakable. While I inherited wealth and the promise of dominion, my twin was left with scraps. None of it signified until she arrived. Sha'ree became an obsession—a hunger that consumed me entirely. Yet her attention belonged to Xavior, a reality I found intolerable. I would surrender everything, even my brother's loyalty, to possess what I desire. An opportunity presents itself, one that promises both her surrender and the authority I deserve. As for Darius, his submission is inevitable. In our sphere, true ambition exacts a toll, and I've already determined the cost—and who will bear it.