Chapter 75. Everything Changed

Author's POV

Luciano’s grip was like iron—unyielding, relentless. No matter how much Adeline struggled, twisted, or pushed against his chest, he did not falter.

His arms, strong and sure, locked around her as he carried her through the cool night air. The wind whispered against her skin, but the heat of his body, the power in his stride, made her pulse race with frustration. She kicked her legs, tried to shove herself free, but it was useless.

“Let me go!” she hissed, wriggling in his hold.

Luciano didn’t even flinch. His face was carved from stone, his jaw tight with silent determination.

His boots struck the ground with forceful precision, each step taking her farther from whatever chance she had of escape.

The house they approached looked small but sturdy, the kind of place meant for solitude—secluded, tucked away from prying eyes.

The wooden structure was illuminated by the faint glow of the moon, its large windows reflecting