Reina stiffened. Her heart thudded so loudly she was certain Rylan could hear it. “My man?” she echoed, trying to sound indifferent.
Rylan smirked and stepped closer. “The one sniffing around like a lost dog. Arthur, right?”
Reina’s breath caught. He knew.
“He came here. It was supposed to be all business, but I could tell he was looking for something—or someone.” Rylan’s voice lowered, dripping with venom. “And you know what’s funny? He didn’t even put up a fight. He just… left.”
“You’re lying,” she said quietly, though her voice shook.
Rylan chuckled darkly. “Am I? Then why did he leave you here, hmm? If he cared, truly cared about you, wouldn’t he have turned this place upside down looking for you?”
Reina clenched her fists, digging her nails into her palms.
Rylan leaned in, his
