Chapter 118

Ronan POV

Two days.

Just two damn days of silence, and she was already clawing at my attention like a cat in heat. Calls. Texts. Even one pathetic voice note that ended with a huff and a slammed door. Lila was persistent like a storm, beautiful to watch from afar, but a disaster when it got too close.

I’d ignored them all.

Until now.

I sipped whiskey, leaning on the polished mahogany of the rooftop bar’s counter. Soft jazz filled the air, its rhythm slow, a lazy kind of seductive. One of the bar dancers, Sienna, a sharp-mouthed woman, was seated beside me, laughing at something I’d said. Her red lips curled around the rim of her glass, eyes trained on me like I was a game she couldn’t wait to win.

And then Lila walked in.

What happens next? Find out!

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