[Elena's POV]

It had to be Noah.

He knew I ran. He knew before I even left the apartment. The "guards" at the safehouse were a distraction. While I was playing spy, he had already moved the one pawn that mattered.

He had my mother.

A wave of nausea hit me so hard I had to grab the doorframe to stay upright. Cold sweat broke out on my skin.

He wasn't just a possessive billionaire. He was a monster. He had taken the only family I had left to punish me for leaving him.

"Ms. Campbell? Are you ...