Roxxane's POV
I gasp as my eyes widen, my heart jumping into my throat before settling again when I see it's just Canan sitting on my bed with his legs crossed and a grin on his face.
Relief floods through me first—it's him, not some stranger, not a threat. He's safe. He's here.
Then the annoyance kicks in right behind it. Of course he tracked me down. Of course he couldn't just let me have this space I needed. Why am I even surprised?
"What are you doing here?"
I don't even know how he found me. I didn't want to be found. That's exactly why I lodged in a hotel far from the packhouse.
"I came here to look for you."
"Were you tailing me?"
He smirks, obviously feeling so full of himself at this point.
"Do you think I would wait for a whole day knowing full well that you're staying
