Orion’s POV
I stood there, replaying Ava's accusations in my head. She thought I'd ordered a hit on her? Despite my resentment, the idea was absurd. But someone had tried to take her, and if she believed I was behind it…
Before I could process it, Chloe broke the silence, an unsettling smile curling on her lips.
“Well, that was unexpected,” she said, almost amused. “But don’t act so surprised, Orion. You think she’d suspect you were behind it if she hadn’t seen the man who tried to take her?”
My gaze snapped to hers, confusion morphing into dread. “What are you talking about?”
She leaned in, her voice a dark whisper. “Ava's too clever for her own good, isn’t she? She saw the man who tried to grab her. And she’ll remember him... because he's your hired security."
A chill ran down my spine. I felt my pulse race, each beat hammering against the walls of my chest.
“Wait—what do you mean? Are you saying—”