Mia stood frozen, Adrian’s gaze pinning her in place. The satisfaction on his face made her stomach churn.
I made a mistake.
Liam’s muscles were tense, his fists clenched at his sides. His gun was gone—one of Adrian’s men had already disarmed him.
Adrian tilted his head, stepping closer. “Now, that’s a good girl. Always so obedient when it really matters.”
Mia forced herself to stay calm, even as her pulse pounded in her ears. She couldn’t let fear show.
“What do you want, Adrian?” she asked, keeping her voice steady.
Adrian chuckled. “You know what I want, love. You.” His eyes flicked toward Liam, dark amusement flickering in them. “And for him to know he’ll never have you.”
Liam took a step forward, but one of Adrian’s men grabbed his shoulder, shoving him back.
Mia’s hands curle
