CHAPTER 58

Cian's POV

I parked my car a short distance from Jacobs Kitchen, my golden eyes narrowing as I watched the entrance to the building. The sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows across the street, but I remained patient, my predatory instincts sharp as ever.

As the clock struck 6 PM, employees began filtering out of the building, heading home after a long day of work. My gaze sharpened as I spotted Tara among them, her face tired but still carrying the determined expression I had come to expect from Vanya's most loyal assistant. She was an easy target, isolated and vulnerable---just the kind of person I could bend to my will.

I stepped out of the car, my presence immediately commanding attention. Tara looked up and froze as she saw me approach, her eyes widening with a mixture of fear and uncertainty. My lips curved into a faint smile, one that didn't reach my eyes.

"Tara," I said smoothly, my voice a low purr that buried the menace behind it. "I've been waiting for you."

Tara'