MasukKira's POV She almost looked away. It was just a truck, parked at the edge of a parking lot, the kind of thing she'd have walked past without a second glance on any other day. But something in her chest refused to let it go, some instinct pulling her feet to a stop right there in the small hallway
Kira's POV "You've barely touched your food." Adrian nudged her plate slightly. "And you made fun of me for ordering too much back at the hotel." "I'm nervous Adrian, not hungry." "Eat anyway. You'll need the energy for whatever this conversation turns into." Kira picked at the food in front of
Kira's POV "Elijah, please, don't." Kira jerked upright in bed, gasping, the sheets tangled around her legs, her heart beating against her ribs like it was about to explode. The room was dark, and unfamiliar for half a second before she remembered where she was. Just a dream. Just a dream that had
Kira's POV "It was him." Kira gripped the phone tighter, pacing the length of the hotel room. "Marcus, it was Elijah. His cousin is the reporter who showed up at the hospital." "Wait, slow down. His cousin?" "Priya. She's the one who smashed into me with the camera. She's his cousin, Marcus. I co
Kira's POV It was very early the next morning when Alyssa's call came in, waking her up from the sleep she was trying to have. "Tell me you found something more." Kira paced the small balcony off her hotel room, phone pressed to her ear, the city lights spread out below her doing nothing to calm t
Kira's POV "Oh, shit." Kira spun back around, hand flying up to cover her eyes. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, I just came to pick up the paperwork—" Adrian didn't flinch. He stood there, unbothered, the towel now secure around his waist, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Ohhh." Kira pee







