The air in the cabin was thick with tension as Elena leaned against the wooden wall, her heart racing from the commotion. The sharp crash still echoed in her mind, and the thought of Luca in danger made her hands tremble. She gripped the towel tighter around her, unsure whether to follow him or heed his stern command to stay.
Moments later, the door swung open, and Luca stormed in, his chest heaving and his gun still in his hand. His eyes immediately sought her out, scanning her as if to ensure she was unharmed.
"What the hell were you doing?" he barked, his voice rough. "I told you to stay here."
Elena stepped forward, her voice steadier than she felt. "I heard the crash. I couldn’t just—"
"Don’t," he interrupted, closing the distance between them in two long strides. His free hand cu
