Delilah In Discretion (The Discretion Dynasty Russel #2)

Prologue

T wenty years ago, I wasn’t prepared. Twenty years ago, I let you go. You were supposed to be a distant memory, something I’d forget with time.

But you’ve grown up. You’ve flourished into a beautiful woman. You found a better life with your aunt—or, should I now say, your mother. She took you in because I wasn’t ready. I wasn’t prepared for a daughter.

But she was supposed to fail. You were supposed to fail. Because you were a mistake. I’ve lived in your shadow. Waiting for the right time to present myself. And you never thought of me once… though I can’t entirely blame you.

You were meant to be the failure, the mistake, the forgotten… but yet those words seem to fit me more these days.

Twenty years later, I didn’t forget. Twenty years later, I’ve endured the suffering you were meant to face. But now, you will know the man who was meant to be your father, the man you were never meant to see.

Twenty years ago, I wasn’t prepared. Twenty years ago, I let you go.

Twenty years later, I’m not going to make that mistake again.