Chapter 258Amanda’s POVThe slick leather of the back seat felt far too plush, far too expensive, and far too suffocating.I kept my cheek pressed against the tinted glass of the window, watching the blur of streetlights smear across the dark city line. Beside me, Stefan sat in quiet, towering silence. His tailored jacket was immaculate, his posture rigidly straight, radiating the kind of absolute authority that usually made everyone in a room bow their heads. But right now, all it did was make the knot of anxiety in my chest pull tighter."I am not going home with you, Stefan," I said, my voice barely breaking the heavy silence inside the car.Stefan didn't turn his head immediately. He casually folded his hands over his knee, his sharp profile carved from shadows before he finally looked at me. His brow arched, a cool, unbothered expression settling over his features."Your apartment is compromised, Amanda," Stefan said smoothly, his tone laced with that familiar, maddening condesc
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