In Lust with my Sexy Boss
“Stay here.”
“Julian”
“Aria, don’t argue,” I hissed, already moving toward the console, my veins iced with adrenaline.
The monitor flickered alive. The outer gates. Movement. Shadowy figures too precise, too coordinated to be coincidence.
And then, one of them stepped closer to the camera, just enough for the flickering floodlight to catch his mouth as it twisted into a grin.
A grin I knew.
Leviathan.
Alive.
Watching me. Watching us.