Liv threatened, her voice firm, her brows furrowed, but her eyes still held a spark of fire.
Deep down, she knew her patience was being tested. She longed for Jay, yet wanted to make it clear that she could not be taken lightly. As a wife and soon-to-be mother, she wanted Jay to understand: Liv was not someone to be treated carelessly.
Just moments after Jay had stepped out of the castle, Juan appeared in the courtyard, his steps quick and purposeful through the cool morning air. Jay, who had been glancing toward the main entrance, immediately spotted him and paused. Even the matter with Henry, which had demanded his attention, was forgotten for now. This was far more urgent.
"Where is the Duchess?" Jay asked, his eyes scanning the parked car, but Liv was nowhere to be seen. A strange sense of unease prickled at him.
