Masuk☆☆LILA☆☆I kept staring at the ringing phone. A part of me wanted to pick it up, but I had already broken the deal I made with Rowan once, and I wasn’t planning to do it again. I was about to decline the call when it was ripped out of my hand.I gasped, spinning around just in time to see Rowan end the call with a single tap, his expression unreadable as he slipped the phone into his pocket.“Are you insane?” I snapped. “Give that back—”“You were going to answer it.” he said calmly, like he hadn’t just crossed a line.“That was my phone. I can do whatever I want with it.”“And that was someone I do not trust. This could have ruined our plans,” he replied, eyes flicking to me. “I did you a favor.”I laughed humorlessly. “A favor? You don’t get to decide that.”He tilted his head slightly. “You can go meet him once all this is over.”My chest tightened. “What’s that supposed to mean?”“It means,” he said evenly, “when we’re done here, you’re free to run back to Theo and marry him like
☆☆LILA☆☆If there was one constant in this house, it was the food. Every day, without any delay, meals appeared on the dining table at the same hours. Always warm. Always perfectly made. I had yet to meet the chef, which was strange considering I had been here long enough to at least catch a glimpse of them.Whoever it was, they were good. Very good. I wasn’t surprised that Rowan would only employ one of the best chefs. When I eventually met them, I’d thank them properly.I stepped out of my room that evening and headed straight for the dining area, my footsteps light and practiced. I had learned how to move around the house without drawing attention to myself.I picked up my plate, turning toward the hallway when a door opened behind me.I stiffened.Rowan stepped out of his room, sleeves rolled up, his laptop in one hand, his presence filling the space almost instantly. He noticed me at once, his gaze flicking to the plate in my hands.“I was just leaving,” I said quickly, already s
☆☆LILA☆☆A week passed in a blur. Still, there were no answers or explanations from Rowan.If Rowan was actually searching for my father’s killer, he was doing a very good job of keeping me completely out of it. Every day felt the same. I would eat, read books, watch television, pace around the room, and sleep. If I wasn’t actually kidnapped, this would have been a good vacation.That night, I sat on the edge of my bed, my phone resting in my palm.I stared at Kai’s name for a long time before finally pressing call.It rang once. Twice. I was about to cut the call when he picked up.“Lila?” His voice came through instantly, sharp with relief. “Are you okay?”“I’m fine,” I said quickly. “I just wanted you to know that.”There was a pause. “I know.”I frowned. “You do?”“Selene told me,” he said. “She said you’re safe. As safe as you can be, anyway.”“Oh,” I muttered, surprised. I hadn’t known she could stand him enough to tell him about me. I made a mental note to bug her about it late
☆☆LILA☆☆ If there was one thing I had learned about Rowan, it was that he kept his promises.Early that morning, the maid came in, placed my phone on the table, and left without a word. No lecture. No warning. Just the phone.The moment the door shut behind her, I picked it up like it might disappear if I waited too long. My fingers trembled as I unlocked it. 40 missed calls. 55 messages. Of course not. To the outside world, I was probably already dead. I thought about calling Theo but I decided against it.I walked to the door and turned the handle, half-expecting it to be locked.It opened.A laugh burst out of me before I could stop it. Freedom or at least something close to it. I didn’t even bother putting on slippers as I dashed straight toward the front door, already imagining entering the elevator.The handle wouldn’t move.I frowned and tried again.It was locked.“That bastard,” I muttered, he really kept his promise.This was his version of freedom. Was he afraid his pack
☆☆LILA☆☆“You will help me,” I said, lifting my chin, “but I have three conditions.”Rowan leaned back slightly, like he had all the time in the world. “This should be entertaining.”“First,” I said, counting on my fingers, “you tell me what you were discussing with my father the night he died. Second, you tell me why you kidnapped me. And third—” I paused, meeting his eyes, “you let me go.”He didn’t even hesitate.“No.”I’d already been mentally moving on, already preparing the next words, already assuming he would say yes.“Good, so—wait, what?”“No,” he repeated, completely nonchalant.I stared at him like he’d just spoken another language. “You can’t just say no.”“I just did.”“You agreed to help me!”“I agreed to nothing,” he said calmly. “You’re the one asking for my help. You don’t get to make demands.”I scoffed. “Excuse me?” Did he really think I wanted to ask for his help?“You heard me.” His tone sharpened. “I don’t answer to your conditions. If anything, I’m the one doin
☆☆LILA☆☆The next morning, I was bored and tired of being stuck in this room.I stared at the walls, my mind drifting to Theo. I hadn’t really thought about him since I got here.Would he be worried that I was gone, or would he think that I ran away? I hated being alone. I hated being trapped with nothing but my thoughts.So I decided to look for Selene for a distraction.I wanted books, movies anything to distract me.I told the maid to inform her, and she left. I was preparing myself for when she’d say no, but the maid came back and said she would be escorting me downstairs.She walked a little too close, like I might suddenly grow wings and escape. I didn’t bother arguing. What was the point?As we went downstairs, we passed one of the apartments near the hall. I saw Rowan at the door. He stood beside an elderly woman, his posture relaxed, talking to her patiently. He helped her adjust the shawl around her shoulders before guiding her inside the apartment. She smiled at him warmly.







