No matter what I told myself or however I looked at the situation I was in, I couldn’t stave off the fear or panic. While I had managed to stop myself going into an hysterical mess with the need to keep some kind of control if I was going to survive this.

Nothing about the house or the area was familiar. I still had no idea who was our common acquaintance. The sense of dread I felt was too powerful to think this was a situation that I could easily escape. I was in danger, I could feel that even if I didn’t know where I fit into any of this. I could only hope that I would find out soon. The stress was beginning to get to me and I had to think of the baby.

I sank down on the edge of the bed. Fearing what lay ahead and worried about how my brother was handling my disappearance. He would be going insane and I hated how I had caused this for him.

There was a knock at the door before it swung open.

“You are wanted downstairs,” one of the bodyguards that I recognized from the car ride told me.

I couldn’t exactly do anything other than follow him down the grand staircase and then to the living room centered around a large fireplace. It screamed money. My brother had more money than he would ever need and even he didn’t flaunt it like this guy did.

The dark haired stranger stood when I entered the room. He indicated for me to sit across from him.

I took a nervous breath as I sat down. He sat down as well and studied me.

“You are very beautiful.”

It was such a strange thing to say.

“Thanks,” I murmured, unsure of how to take the compliment.

His eyes remained on me, intense. Making me very uncomfortable.

“Our acquaintance is about to arrive.”

I was nervous but thankful to be able to link our connection and I was hoping it would help me get out of this situation.

The longer I spent in this man’s company, the more I feared not getting out of this. I had to, there was no other option.

I tried not to think about what Connor would be going through. He would be frantic by now, which just made me feel worse.

There was a sound of a car outside. I looked entrance to the living room, wondering who was going to walk through it. Nervously, I clutched my hands together.

There were voices and then the front door opened, and then closed.

There was silence. I felt the stranger’s gaze on me when the voices neared.

I immediately recognized the girl. And then Sin stepped into the room.

His presence in this situation sucked all the air out of the room and I was left holding my breath as our eyes met.

His features revealed nothing. Not even surprise at my presence.

With one question now answered, I had a ton of new ones.

The dark haired stranger stood to greet the girl whose eyes fixed on me. Like Sin’s, hers held nothing.

“Sienna.”

The girl who had stolen the man I loved from me, finally had a name. Sienna.

“Mack.”

The dark hair stranger was no longer nameless, not that it revealed anything about his identity.

“Sin,” Mack said as he moved to shake Sin’s hand.

“Mack,” Sin greeted. His voice didn’t reveal anything either.

I felt like I was in some type of weird reality where nothing made any sense. Why did no one seem surprised by my presence?

Had Sin been in on this? The realization that he had been a part of this was too terrible to even comprehend. I couldn’t believe that. It was impossible.

But it was the only thing that made sense with what I was witnessing.

“And you know my guest. Don’t you Sin.” Mack looked between me and Sin.

Sin nodded.

“I thought you would be happy to see her again. Especially after last night.”

I dared not say a word as I watched the uncomfortable silence between Sin and Mack stretch on. There was nothing friendly about this exchange.

“She left so quickly. I never got a chance to meet her,” Mack murmured, looking back at me like I was the prey to a predator.

“She left because she wasn’t feeling well,” Sin explained as he walked over to stand beside me as I rose to stand. Feeling at disadvantage to remaining seated.

He reached for my hand and took it in his.

“Not a lovers quarrel?” Mack asked with a glint in his eye.

Sin shook his head.

“That would explain a lot,” Mack murmured, not taking his eyes off us.

And I had no idea what Sin was playing at. He lifted my hand to his lips and pressed a kiss to my knuckles.

I still couldn’t explain what was happening or why Sin was talking and acting like we were still together. And he was lying.

He had walked me out of the club and told me to stay away. Why was he lying?

But even with that, I still trusted him more than Mack so I kept my mouth shut and played along.

“What would it explain?” Sin asked, still with my hand in his as he faced Mack.

Mack and Sienna moved to sit across from us. I lowered myself to sit and Sin took the seat beside me. He didn’t let go of me. I could feel the tension in his hand threaded through mine.

Whatever was going on, Sin was on guard.

“She was ill on the way over here. Perhaps it would be best to take her home and I will get to know her better tomorrow when you both join us for lunch tomorrow.”

I didn’t miss the brief look shared by Sienna and Sin before Sin nodded. “We’ll see you tomorrow then.” We rose and I followed Sin.

We exited the house, leaving Sienna behind as a car with driver pulled up in front of us. Sin opened the door and helped me in before he joined me.

I wanted to ask him questions and figure out what was going on but I dared not in the company of anyone who might work for Mack.

Whatever was going, was dangerous. I didn’t need anyone to tell me what I felt deep in my bones.

Sin didn’t touch me again until we arrived outside his house. The house we had shared. He helped me out of the car before nodding to the driver who waited for us to enter before I heard the car leave.

Once the door was closed and we were alone I turned and opened my mouth.

Sin shook his heard fiercely and placed his finger against his mouth. The further along this played the more weird it got.

Anything I was about to say halted. He pointed up and then took my hand in his. He led me into the bedroom we shared and I yanked my hand out of his.

I wanted answers and I wanted them now. I crossed my arms and glared at him but he headed into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

What on earth was he doing?

My curiosity got the better of me and I followed him to find him undressing. He was down to his boxers when he turned to start unbuttoning my shirt. I swatted his hand away. There was no way I was undressing with him.

I didn’t know what he was playing at but I wasn’t having any of it.

I turned to leave his his arm wrapped around my waist and lifted me off my feet. Before I could struggle to get free I was in the shower under the steam of water.

“Stop,” Sin hissed against my ear in a harsh whisper.

My chest role and fell with each angry breath as I stopped trying to wriggle free to face Sin. His arm around me held me so close to him I put my hands against his bare chest to keep some sort of distance between us. I hated how the closeness of him made me want him again.

He had broken my heart and I still had no idea what had led to that. And now I was in a danger situation because of him and I had no idea what was going on.