The night air was thick with tension, a heavy weight pressing down on Bella as she sat tied to the chair in the dimly lit warehouse. Shadows danced across the walls, cast by a single swinging bulb above, and the faint hum of the city beyond made the space feel eerily isolated. Her wrists burned from the restraints, but it wasn’t just physical discomfort that left her trembling—it was the knowledge of who had orchestrated this nightmare. Adrian Kane. The stalker, the tormentor, the brother of the man who had been her enemy and yet… her obsession.
Every nerve in her body was on edge, senses sharpened to every movement, every sound. She knew Adrian’s reputation, his cruel mind games, his ability to manipulate fear into submission. And yet, even in the grip of terror, Bella’s mind betrayed he
