TENSION

Arya saw him standing by the door, waiting for her to return. She could tell he was furious; the quiet intensity in his posture was impossible to miss. She knew he was upset about her caring for Lima—someone who had tried to come between them. But Arya also knew she couldn’t let the opportunity to reach Lima in her vulnerable state slip away. She needed to save her, and deep down, she hoped Leonardo would understand.

“Leo…” she began, her voice soft and pleading.

“We’re heading to the cabin,” he muttered, his voice low and cold, sending a chill down her spine.

He opened the door and held it for her to pass through. As they made their way to the car, she noticed the rigid set of his shoulders, the way he barely glanced in her direction. When they reached the vehicle, Leonardo stopped the driver from opening the door.

“Don’t bother, I’ll drive,” he said curtly. The driver swallowed hard and nodded, stepping aside to let him take over.

Leonardo opened the passenger seat for A