Chapter 136 How to Catch a Stowaway.

Dexter's POV

As the sun shone over the city skyline, I sat in my opulent hotel room, my mind consumed with thoughts of longing and vengeance.

The weight of the encounter with Vida still weighed on my mind.

"Ah!!! Dammit, it wasn't supposed to be this way."

My heart pounded with a mixture of anger and longing as I fiddled with my phone, before tossing it on the table, my mind swirling with memories and unanswered questions.

It had been a year since she left without a word, disappearing from my life as if she had never existed. And yet, seeing her again, the wave of emotions crashing over me caught me off guard.

"She was my mate. Mine!"

Even if she tried to hide it through a new identity.

She was just as beautiful as I remembered, a vision that still ignited a fire within me, but the pain of her absence had etched deep scars on my heart.

Vida had been my world, my confidant, my love. But her sudden departure had shattered everything, leaving me in a state of bewilderment and heartache.