CHAPTER EIGHTY ONE

Scarlett’s POV

My voice trembled with a mix of vulnerability and confusion as I confronted the man who seemed determined to capture me. I struggled to understand why I had become the target of his relentless chase, what actions of mine had warranted such unyielding attention.

The weight of his gaze bore down on me, his eyes filled with a mix of malice and amusement. He seemed to revel in my distress, delighting in the power he held over me.

Ethan's lips curled into a sly smile as he took a step closer, his presence looming over me. "Oh, my dear Scarlett," he replied, his voice laced with a chilling tone. "It's not about what you've done. It's about what you represent, the threat you pose to my plans."

Confusion knotted within me, intermingling with the fear that coursed through my veins. I struggled to comprehend the depth of his twisted reasoning. How could I be a threat to him? What significance did I hold in his grand scheme?

"You have something they desire," he continued, his voic