Chapter
One Hundred and Thirty-Eight
She stepped out of the car and into the glow of the
Villa.
And then… She froze for a second before masking it.
Demir was there. This was the last thing she needed:
for someone to ask if she was okay.
He stood just past the steps, dust still clinging to
his boots, his smile bright as if it had waited months to reach her.
"Asli," he said easily, already walking toward her.
"You should have come along for the mission. It was a mess and you, would have
loved it. We almost died like five times."
She went right past him.
Didn't bother to look.
And neither did she slow down.
Asli did not even offer him the courtesy of air.
Behind her, his voice faltered. As if he couldn't
believe she had walked past him without acknowledging him or saying a word.
"Asli?"
She did not answer.
The hall swallowed her.
She crossed straight into her room and shut the door
