Penthouse Suite – Mia’s Final Move
Mia’s grip tightened around the small knife hidden in her palm. One wrong move, and Adrian would see right through her.
He was still on the balcony, his voice low but tense as he spoke into the phone. She could tell—something was wrong.
Then, he turned abruptly, stepping back inside. His sharp gaze locked onto her, suspicion flickering across his face.
“Tell me the truth, Mia.” His voice was soft, but the underlying threat was clear. “Did you really come back to me willingly?”
Her breath caught. Had he figured it out?
She needed to stall—just for a few more seconds.
Mia forced herself to relax, shifting slightly on the bed. “Would it matter if I said yes?”
Adrian set his drink down with deliberate care, his fingers flexing at his sides. “It would
