Possessive Demand

“Desperate times call for desperate measures. Isn’t that what they say?” Alfred said with a pleased smile on his face.

“Nonsense. Dahlia left this country many years ago,” I reminded him.

“You should fire whoever is gathering information for you since it’s clear that he’s slow and not on top of things. Dahlia is back. In fact, she arrived just today,” my father revealed as his calculating smile widened.

Dahlia is back…

Why did she choose to come back?

Why did you come back here, Leya?

I knew immediately that my question was a foolish one. Dahlia didn’t choose to come back; she came back because she didn’t have a choice. Even after being disowned by her family and all that they have done to her, she is nothing more than a pawn in her parents’ game for power. If there was a reason that would compel her to return to this country, it would be because of her sister and nothing else. It was strange how I felt like I understood her and what she was thinking so well. Perhaps it was because th