EVE I rushed into the bathroom as soon as we arrived at the hotel . God , the door hadn't even clicked shut behind me before I let out a long exhale . I couldn't believe the kind of air I had been holding back . I was breathing through a straw , and I think my lungs were ready to sue me for emotional damage . I was feeling suffocated throughout the entire flight . Saint kept his eyes on me the whole time without even as much as looking away for more than a second . The same way he kept looking at me on our first night together . And Saint's stare isn't just a stare . It's a scalpel . It cuts , peels , and probes . It digs into your skin , peels back your dignity , and quietly whispers to your shame , " You're next . " His looks had a way of degrading someone and stripping them of every shred of confidence they thought they had . It felt like he was dissecting me piece by piece , scanning every layer of my entire being and reaching out to the depths of my secrets no one had access to . That's exactly what it felt like . I sat through the entire flight trying not to breathe too loudly or too heavily or too ... anything . I felt safer around Kyrie , even though he was not too far from Saint in terms of personality . He isn't exactly a warm cup of tea . He's more like a shot of vodka you take after a punch in the face ... sharp , burning , and somehow , oddly comforting . Something about him made me feel safe . At least around Kyrie , I felt like a person . But with Saint, I felt like an unfinished project , waiting to be torn apart and reassembled into something I wouldn't recognize . I know how funny it might seem . But that was the truth . 1/4 Chapter 28 When I was in the car with him , I begged him to tell me where we were headed , but he didn't even so much as cough a response to me . He was on several calls , and at some point , he seemed angry at whoever he was talking to . From what I could piece together , he was making arrangements for someone to come and stay in his house . A woman , probably . His girlfriend ? I don't know . None of my business . But I hated how my stomach twisted when I assumed it . Like I had the right to care . And , I swear to God , I was tempted to ask him on two different occasions during the drive why he was looking for me back then . I wanted to know if I had also offended him or if he was just helping his friend look for me . But , no . Asking him would mean opening a door I couldn't close . It would mean revealing the one thing Saint told me never to let slip . And I was in no mood to find out what Saint would do if I ever let that happen . So , I just swallowed down my bitter curiosity with a glass of cold silence . I was hoping to spend some more time with him on the flight , just so I could find out where they were all going . It looked like a professional robbery or something . Wait . Was it a heist ? Were they criminals ? - Because let's be honest the way these men moved , the seriousness on their faces , the controlled aggression , the lack of small talks ... it screamed crime . Or something close . But Saint didn't give me that chance . He'd rather I turned into a TV show he could keep watching without getting bored all through the flight , than sit with his best friend . Did he think I'd melt into Kyrie's arms and disappear forever if he left me unsupervised for too long ? Because apparently , that's the only logical explanation for why I was suddenly rooming with him and his girlfriend . Two large rooms and a living room . He let me have one of the rooms . I didn't care how luxurious the hotel was ; I still felt like I was sleeping in a glass box . And I found it very inconvenient . 2/4 Chapter 28 I've just known these men for , what , three days , and it already seemed like my whole world was being controlled by them . I splashed cold water on my face , trying to douse the fire building in my chest . But the more I stood there staring at my reflection , the more pissed I got . No , seriously , who the hell did Saint think he was ? Even though I owed him , he didn't have the right to drag me two hours from home , stick me in a company of people I didn't even know , still refusing to say a damn word about what I was even doing here ? I dried my face and stared myself down in the mirror . My hands were shaking . My chest was tight . But I was done playing the coward . It was best that I confronted Saint myself . I was shaking by the time I reached his door . But I still knocked either way . A stupid , cowardly part of me begged me not to take this step , but I wasn't a coward . I was done being a coward . So , I knocked again . I heard the lock clicking from the inside before the door pulled open , revealing the same lady from his office . The one who'd been bouncing on his lap like a trained gymnast while we stood there watching . She flashed me a polite smile , " Yes , Eve . " Of course , she knew my name . I was the awkward step - sister slash captive with emotional baggage and enough secrets to blackmail a country . I was certain Saint must have told her all about me . " I ... uh ... " I swallowed hard . " I need to speak with the Alpha . " I forced the words out before I'd change my mind and bolt into my room . My voice didn't sound like mine . It sounded rehearsed , overcompensated , and way too polite . " Oh . Come on in , " she moved aside and ushered me in . The second I walked in , my soul left my body . The first thing my eyes caught was a large dagger tattooed on the hard , chiseled back of a man putting on nothing but black briefs , with his whole attention focused on whatever it was he was looking at outside the ceiling - to - floor window he was standing before . And he was smoking again , blowing clouds like he was bored of breathing oxygen . 3/4 Chapter 28 Jesus Christ . His presence was so depressing . His sleek , silver hair was disheveled and slightly wet . He'd just stepped out of the bathroom , I guess . " Saint ? Someone is here to see you , " the girl announced , but he didn't even as much as turn in my direction . I saw the girl's countenance turn sour before she reluctantly walked to the closet , put on something a bit more decent , and left the room . Mind link , obviously . And the second that door clicked shut behind her , my guts immediately screamed at me that this was the dumbest idea ever . Because now , I was left alone with him and no one but my foolishness . The kind of foolishness that starts with " just knock , Eve " and ends with you standing in front of a half - naked Alpha whose silence could rot a soul . Chapte ts LIKE Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!