Leila's heart raced as her gaze locked onto the familiar face in the doorway. It was impossible. She blinked, certain her mind was playing tricks on her. Yet, there he stood—tall, composed, and every bit as haunting as the memories she’d buried.
Marcus’s grip on her arm tightened as he sensed her shock. His eyes flickered with recognition, narrowing as he assessed the intruder.
“Well, well,” Marcus sneered, his voice low and dripping with menace. “Look who decided to show up.”
Leila struggled to make sense of what she was seeing. The man who had just saved their lives was none other than Daniel Hunter—her ex-fiancé, the man who had disappeared from her life without a trace years ago, leaving her heart shattered.
Her mind whirled with questions. Why was he here? How had he known to find
