Ciara’s POVThe ride to the Blackthorne private airport was fast, almost too fast, like the city itself was eager to push me out, and I sat there quietly, hands resting on my lap, pretending not to notice the way Dax kept glancing at me.He was not doing it openly or boldly but he was definitely staring Every few seconds, his eyes would flick toward me, linger just a little too long, then return to whatever was in front of him, like he was checking something… or holding himself back.It made me uncomfortable.I was not scared, just… aware and that was worse.I kept my gaze forward, forcing myself to stay calm, because reacting would only make it worse, and I wasn’t about to give him that satisfaction, not when I was this close to leaving.Finally, the car slowed and pulled into a private section of the airport, far from the usual noise and crowd, and the moment I stepped out, my eyes landed on the jet waiting ahead.It wasn’t like the others, not even close.The structure was sleeker
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