Jane wasn't alone. A tall, muscular man stood beside her, his expression unreadable but his presence intimidating.
A slow, wicked smile spread across Jane's face, as if she had just won a prize she had been waiting for.
"Finally, you annoying bitch. I've got you alone," Jane said, her voice dripping with satisfaction.
Elena's eyes narrowed as she took a cautious step back. Something about the situation felt wrong—off in a way that sent a chill down her spine. Her gaze shifted from Jane to the man standing beside her, his face completely expressionless.
"What are you doing here? Especially with a man like that by your side?" Elena asked, her voice laced with suspicion.
Jane let out a mocking laugh. "I urge you to guess," she said, tilting her head slightly. "What do you think I would be doing here with someone like him?"
