Adrian's POV
The moment she walked into the safe house, I knew I had her.
Lyra could lie to herself all she wanted, could pretend she wasn’t tangled in this mess, that she wasn’t in too deep.
But deep down?
She knew the truth.
She couldn’t stay away.
She thought she could outrun me, outrun Leo, but she was wrong.
She was always going to end up right here, back in my orbit, no matter how much she fought it.
She was trying so damn hard to keep that mask in place, to act like this was just another night, just another meeting. Like she wasn’t unraveling.
But I saw it.
I watched her step into the room, her movements stiff, her eyes darting around like she wasn’t sure whether to stay or run.
I liked that tension in her.
The way she was always on edge around me, afraid of what might
