Chapter 7

• Alex leaned casually against his car, arms crossed, the streetlight casting sharp shadows on his face. He watched Ethan with an unreadable expression, a hint of amusement playing at the corners of his lips.
• Ethan, however, was far from amused.
• His chest heaved, his fists clenched at his sides. He glared at Alex with pure hatred, the fury simmering beneath his skin like an untamed wildfire. He had fought, struggled, tried to outrun the men Alex had sent after him, but it had been pointless. They had caught him, dragged him to Alex's car like some reckless criminal, and now he stood here, defeated yet burning with defiance.