It was morning soon enough, I had barely slept all night, I'd spent the hours thinking about Damian and his confident arrogance. The DNA results would arrive today, and I would know whether the empire I had bled to keep was about to slip from my hands.
I got out of bed, showered, dressed, and headed to my office without waiting to get breakfast. Elias was there to hand me the report as always and he left to tend to other matters while I sat alone for a moment. This matter was quite delicate, it was something that seemed small but could escalate and cause a lot of problems if left unchecked.
I decided to call Rafael and ask for advice, he'd probably know what to do seeing that he was much more experienced in this game than I was. I dialed his number and I rang a couple of times before he answered.
"Morning." He greeted, he sounded like he was busy because I could hear the muffled sound of someone giving a presentation or something.
"Morning." I replied. "Is this a bad time?"
