Chapter 12 Boundaries Blurred

• The hum of the private jet filled the silence between them, a steady undercurrent to the charged atmosphere. Mariana sat across from Diego, legs crossed, fingers drumming lightly against the armrest. He was watching her, his gaze unreadable, assessing.
• "You’re either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid," he mused, swirling the whiskey in his glass. "Haven’t decided which yet."
• She smirked, unfazed. "Maybe I’m both."