(Ian’s POV)
I was sitting beside Ryan in the car, my leg bouncing anxiously. My fists were clenched as I kept checking my phone, hoping for a missed call or message from Aurora. Nothing.
Two black SUVs filled with bodyguards followed closely behind us as we drove through the city, the rain still drizzling over the streets. The neon lights from the nearby stores reflected off the wet pavement, creating a distorted glow.
Finally, we reached the shopping area where Aurora was last seen. The place wasn’t as extravagant as the elite shopping districts we were used to, it was more modest, filled with smaller designer boutiques and local brands.
The moment the car stopped, Ryan turned to the bodyguards.
"Spread out. Ask around. Show them her photo. I want to know where she went after she le
