The sight of Marcus stepping out of the SUV sent shockwaves through Leila’s body. Her heart hammered in her chest as she stared at the man she had thought was dead. This wasn’t possible. They had seen him fall, had been told he was gone. But here he was—alive, and very much in control.
Ethan stood frozen, his chest heaving from the fight, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. He stared at Marcus with wide, disbelieving eyes. Everything they had fought for—every sacrifice they had made—had just been shattered in a single moment.
“Miss me?” Marcus’s voice was smooth, almost playful, as he surveyed the chaos around him. His dark eyes landed on Ethan, a cold smile curling his lips. “You didn’t really think you could get rid of me that easily, did you?”
Ethan’s fists clenched at his s
