As I stood there, wrapped in Chase's arms, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. "What was going on? And what did Chase know that I didn't?"
Just as I was about to ask him, his eyes flickered to something behind me. I turned to see what it was, and that's when I saw it. A note, scribbled on a piece of paper, lying on the kitchen counter.
Chase's eyes narrowed as he read the note, his expression growing darker by the second. I felt a surge of fear, wondering what it said.
But before I could ask, Alessandro walked into the room, his eyes scanning the space as if searching for something.
"Ah, Chase, Lucy," he said, his voice smooth as silk. "I see you're getting cozy."
Chase's arms tightened around me, his grip possessive. "Alessandro, anything you want?" He asked obviously not hap
