Chapter 48. No Other Way

Maybe she heard wrong. Perhaps the hangover from last night had fried her brain. Maybe she drank too much with Luxe at the bar, and now she was hearing things. Maybe she’d passed out somewhere, and this was just one of those twisted dreams her mind liked to play on her.

Yeah, that had to be it.

A nightmare. All she needed to do was shake it off.

Calla’s shoulders began to shake. Her lips twitched into a smile, and then she laughed. A soft chuckle at first, then it got louder, almost hysterical. She threw her head back, laughing like someone who had finally lost it. Maybe she had lost it.

This man really thinks she’ll ploy against Rico? He’s sick. He and whoever this boss of his is, they’re both sick.

When she looked back at Salvatore, her eyes were wet, but not from joy. “You’re joking, right?” she asked between shaky breaths. “You—you can’t be serious.”

“Do I strike you like a man who jokes around, Lyra?”

“Calla,” she bit out, her jaw clenc