“You’ll have what is yours, Derek. As far as I’m alive,” Elena assured him, as they both watched Ariana exit the lounge.

“I definitely will, can’t wait to see that motherfucker that my father calls his son,” Derek growled, strolling to where Elena sat earlier.

He grabbed the glass of Negroni and gulped it down his throat.

***

Sam and Emily sat on an outdoor sofa, close to the big pool in his villa, as they bathed in the weak rays of the evening sun.

Emily had just pink feathered panties and