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Damien

Being back in Thorne Haven is a welcorew up in has beentih, I’ve always loved Thorne manor It may be an enormous house, but it’s always been home

Finn, h we oing to pack his bags and run Cassian, our middle brother, is like me Thorne Haven runs in his veins, and I doubt he’ll ever leave

Also, it irl he’s so infatuated with Butthrough the house toward the living roo dinner

As the evening takes hold of the house, the soft yellow bulbs shi roo with dark wood tables, ensure the space has a ho froht yet warm atmosphere

Settling on the sofa, I pull rab some beers on his way hoood beer in the fridge I hit send on the et up when I hear the clicking of heels, and I’m certain it’s Miriam, our maid It seeone The house is usually quiet Most ti for work and Finn out hatever girl he’s been fucking around with, it’s normally only Cass and me here And with our bedrooms on either end of the manor, we hardly see each other

Creed saunters into the living roo reen button-down shirt With college on spring break, I’irls while I’m home With my father away on business in London, we have the house to ourselves

And thatthe eldest Thorne brother, I’ve coraduated will be to step into my dad’s shoes The ah to haveto blow off steam

Even though I’ all my classes, there is always a concern that I won’t make my father proud All three of us, Cassian, Finn, and I, ai to worry about when it comes to Thorne Industries As ering requirement is for each of us to work for the family company

It’s our legacy

“What’s up, D?” Creed greets as he flops onto the opposite sofa, his green eyes locking on ” He offers me a mock salute, which I respond to with an eye roll He hashome

“I’,” I say I’ Creed, he’ll have a plan up his sleeve He’s my best friend, the only person I trust other than my brothers He’s the eldest of three Haven brothers

“I’et you laid,” he tellswhen I throw a cushion at his head “Fuck off!” It hits hiht in the face

“That’s what you get for tellingh that door right now,” I continue before pulling out my phone

“You know, you should’ve brought ho,” he tells me “Wouldn’t mind some pretty new toys to play with”

“Why? Not in thethat Creed has hboring town as well

“No, I think we need soer on his chin as if deep in thought, “More”

“More?” I sit forward, leaning my elbows on my knees, my interest piqued “What do you mean?”

He pushes to his feet, walking over to the liquor cabinet He helps himself to a double shot of brandy—the rich aard aoes well, when you return to Thorne Haven for good, it could becoirl for a night,” he says before taking a gulp of alcohol I watch hiairls, and they either accept or decline But you kno they are, I guarantee every one of them will accept”