AMELIA

　　　 It felt weird to be back in his penthouse again. For a wanted criminal, I didn’t know how Lucius bought a penthouse, probably not in his name.

　　　 “Where is he?” I asked him again.

　　　 “Relax, Amelia.” Ryden put his hand on my waist. “Are you okay?”

　　　 “Look. Don’t get mad at me, okay? I was here before when I got the assignment.”

　　　 He smiled at me, kissing me on the nose. “It’s fine, ...