They thought I couldn’t be touched. That I was untouchable. That’s what power does—it makes people forget you bleed just like them. But this time, it’s different. This time, the betrayal cuts deep. My own twin, Damian, thought he could cross me and live to tell about it. Thought he could play in my world, take from me, set me up, and still breathe easy. No. That ends now. Blood might make us family, but betrayal? That makes you a dead man walking. While I’m tying up loose ends, my world is shifting. Dream—my woman, my peace—isn’t just here for the good times. She’s with me even when the walls close in. Even when my past refuses to stay buried. But love isn’t just candlelit dinners and whispered promises—it’s war. And I’m about to prove I’ll go to hell and back to protect what’s mine. There’s a baby with my name, a brother who needs erasing, and a city that still whispers my name with fear. The last pieces are falling into place, and when the smoke clears, only one of us is going to be standing. I built this empire. I wrote the rules. And I’ll be damned if anyone—family or not—thinks they can rewrite my story. This is the endgame. The final act. And I promise you it’s going to be brutal. Because when you cross a Knight… there’s no turning back.