Chapter 73

Sibel’s POV

I followed Paul to the room he lead the way wike I was behind him. As soon as I stepped into the room, Paul closed the door behind me with a deliberate click, the sound so loud, everywhere was quiet and that was why the sound was loud. I turned around to see him twist the lock, and my instincts immediately flared up. I stiffened, forcing myself to maintain a calm exterior, but inside, I was being alarm, I was on alert.

“Why did you lock the door?” I asked, keeping my voice steady, even though I didn't trust him one bit.

Paul gave me a half-smile, one that didn’t reach his eyes... A fake smile. “Because this conversation can’t be overheard, Sibel,” he replied, walking past me to a small table in the corner of the room. “We need to be cautious about who’s listening. Some things aren’t meant for public ears.”