He wasn't the type to act like a coward when faced with a crisis.
Since he had made the monumental decision to let go of Sebastian and live as a responsible man, he would naturally take accountability for Maisie.
Stepping into the villa, Mason headed straight upstairs.
Ivy took Stella's hand and guided her into the living room.
Alaric followed close behind.
He didn't try to force his way into their dynamic. He simply sat nearby, watching them, content with the comfortable silence.
Just having her in his line of sight brought him an immense sense of peace.
Upstairs.
Mason pushed open the door and stepped toward Maisie's bed, his voice soft.
"Are you okay?"
Hearing him, Maisie shot up from beneath the covers.
Seeing that he had returned, she hastily sat up, her eyes darting nervously as a guilty, trembling voice escaped her lips. "Mason."
Mason stared down at her, his expression grim.
"I really want to know—did you drug me? Why did you do it? I thought you were in love with Gideon."
She had been flaunting her infatuation right under his nose for years; he knew exactly what was in her heart.
He was fully aware of everything going on between her and Gideon recently.
He just hadn't bothered to expose them.
Yet last night, she had willingly climbed into his bed.
Maisie lowered her head, terrified of making eye contact.
Could she admit that she was forced into it by their mother?
Katherine had weaponized years of upbringing, demanding that Maisie repay her debt through ultimate submission.
She had no choice.
But she didn't dare say it out loud, paralyzed by the fear of turning Mason against their mother.
So, she continued her web of lies.
"I did like Gideon before... but when it came to thinking about the future, I realized he wasn't the kind of man I wanted."
"Over time, I found myself falling for you instead."
Mason's fists clenched tightly at his sides, his face morphing into something utterly terrifying.



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