Mia’s POV
His low, heavy threat lingered in the air between us, vibrating against my chest where his full weight still anchored me to the thin cot mattress. High in the dark rafters, the microscopic camera lens kept blinking its tiny red eye, streaming our shadow-drenched forms straight to the command center.
I swallowed around the dry lump in my throat, forcing my breathing to stay steady even as my pulse hammered wildly against my ribs. “You can’t keep me here forever, Sebastian. Sun’s going to come up eventually.”
“It is,” he agreed softly, his thumb lazily tracing the edge of my collarbone, brushing the sensitive skin right above the neckline of his oversized dark shirt. “But we still have hours of dark left, baby girl. And since you want to act like such a brave and defiant girl in
