Sienna forced herself to keep breathing, to keep standing still, even as Luca’s words wrapped around her like a noose.
You’re playing with me.
A simple statement, but one that shifted everything.
Because Luca never said anything without purpose.
And if he was acknowledging the game between them, that meant one of two things—
Either he had decided she was useful enough to keep in play…
Or he was getting ready to end it.
She tilted her chin up, matching his gaze with careful indifference. “And what happens when one of us wins?”
Luca’s smirk didn’t falter. “Who says there has to be a winner?”
Sienna exhaled a quiet laugh, shaking her head. “That’s not how this works, Luca.”
“No,” he agreed. “But you and I are hardly playing by the rules, are we?”
His voice was smooth, controlled.
