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It felt heavier now.
Hot against her skin.
Lucy closed her eyes for a moment, breathing through the rising panic.
"Someone knew," she whispered. "Someone knew the necklace was important." "That's why they're after me, all for a damn box!."
She lifted her head to look at Corey, “Maybe this is the Key?”
She opened her eyes, fierce and blazing.
Barnaby looked at her.
His voice was soft but determined.
"I'll build a secure station. We'll crack it open carefully. Whatever’s inside, we'll figure it out, Get some rest sis, you literally rolled out a car a few hours ago” Byron stepped closer to Lucy without thinking, his body brushing against hers protectively.
The tension between them was sharp enough to cut glass.
Lucy didn’t step away.
For the first time, she let it happen.
She let herself feel safe.
For just a moment.
Corey Spoke with Damian in the hallway “Let's get the body on ICE and secure the property, we need to figure out how they got in!” “Or if they’re still in”, Damian said with a low voice.
Downstairs, in the cold dark basement, Rebecca’s dead eyes stared up at the ceiling
her secrets may be buried a little deeper, but not deep enough.
Chapter 21
The door clicked shut behind Corey and Damian, leaving the room heavy with silence.
Lucy turned slowly, her heart hammering as she faced Byron.
He stood there, arms folded across his broad chest, grey eyes pinned on her. He was beautiful in a brutal, dangerous way.
"What is it?" he asked roughly. "Why did you need me to—"
He didn't finish.
Lucy was already moving, crossing the room in three strides, grabbing the front of his jacket and dragging him down to meet her mouth.
Their lips crashed together — messy, desperate and hungry.
Byron stiffened for a heartbeat — then growled low in his throat, wrapping his arms around her and lifting her off her feet like she weighed nothing.
Lucy gasped into his mouth, her fingers tangling in his thick, wild hair as he carried her to the bed.
He set her down like she was something precious — even as his body trembled with restraint.
"This isn't how I wanted our first time to be," Byron
Spoke gently against her lips. "But who am I to stop you?"
