A Family Visit and a Mafia Trap

His cheeks flushed pink, and an unbidden, soft smile curled his lips.

Sylas, who was watching this unfold at close range, widened his eyes in surprise and audibly took a deep breath.

With a sudden jerk, Sylas lowered his head abruptly, hiding his expression from view.

Rocco tilted his head, puzzled by his brother's strange reaction.

When it became clear Sylas wasn't going to explain himself, Rocco gave up trying to peek at his face and began to step back—until a memory suddenly struck him.

"W-wait!" Rocco exclaimed, grabbing Sylas's shoulder in a moment of panic.

"Brother, are you hurt? You went into the lake to save me…!"

The image of amethyst-colored eyes piercing through the haze just before he lost consciousness in the lake flashed through Rocco's mind like a vivid replay.

Frantically, he darted around Sylas, scanning his body for any signs of injury.