Chapter 69: Landon's Interrogation
(Roxana's POV)
The sound that escaped from my throat was barely a hum, but it carried all the confirmation he needed. I watched through my hazy vision as something shifted in his expression—not surprise, but satisfaction. Like a hunter who'd finally cornered his prey.
His lips curved into a smile that made my skin crawl. Cold. Calculating. Triumphant.
I noticed his hand slip into his pants pocket, fingers moving with practiced stealth. The soft click of his phone being activated was almost inaudible, but I caught it. He placed the device on the coffee table beside me with the casual air of someone adjusting a coaster.
"So tell me," he said, settling back with that predatory confidence. "When did you start planning all this? How did you figure ou
