Mias POV

I sat stiffly in my fathers study, my heart thudding with frustration as I listened to them talk about my life like I wasnt even in the room. My father, his expression serious, sat behind his desk, while Lucas stood beside him, arms crossed, his golden eyes watching me closely.

And then there were them.

The four men I had been trying to escape. The same ones who had once ruined me, who now stood like sentinels, their eyes dark, filled ...