MIA’S POV
My hands trembled as I gripped the edge of the rooftop.
Lucas—or rather, the man pretending to be Lucas—was working with rogues.
And worse? He had been after me all along.
I forced myself to breathe. Panicking wouldn’t help. I needed a plan.
Testing Him
The next morning, I acted like nothing had changed.
Lucas arrived at the estate, his usual charming smile in place. “How’s my favorite sister feeling today?”
I smiled back, keeping my voice light. “Better.”
His silver eyes flickered over me, searching, but I kept my expression open. Innocent. Like I wasn’t onto him.
“Good,” he said smoothly. “I was thinking we could go out today. Just us.”
I fought the urge to tense.
He wanted me alone.
Not happening.
Instead, I tilted my head, pretending to think. “Actually… can we
