The fact that she sounded so calm could only mean one thing.
Adrian was safe.
Either he was hiding at Maya's place to keep his distance from Matteo…
Or Maya knew exactly where her brother was.
Relieved that Adrian wasn't wandering the streets alone or in danger, Matteo finally checked out of the hotel.
His security detail packed up their luggage and loaded it into the convoy before heading back to the estate.
By the time the convoy pulled through the estate gates, it was already late into the night.
The mansion was dark and eerily quiet.
Matteo walked into their shared master bedroom, but the bed was cold.
Adrian wasn't home.
He sat down on the edge of the mattress, his phone clutched tightly in his hand, silently waiting for the call he prayed would finally come.
But the call never came.
Instead…
The clock ticked past midnight, marking the start of a new day.
At exactly 12:00 a.m., the quiet room was broken by the sharp chime of a text notification.
