Chapter 34: A Fight I Can’t Win

Mara’s POV

Noah again. Why did he always have to ruin everything? The moment he stepped into the living room, it felt like the air grew heavier. He strode in with confidence, dressed in fine black silk that clung to his frame, every detail screaming of power and status. His brown eyes were cold, locked on me like I was nothing more than dirt on his shoe.

The chandelier’s golden light reflected off the polished stone walls, making the room appear too ...