Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

540 A Lock and a Warning

(Mia)

The key doesn't turn.

I frown, twisting it harder, but the lock won't budge. I jiggle it, my pulse kicking up.

What the hell?

I step back, staring at the door of Cass's old apartment like it's personally betrayed me. She left here months ago, so there's no reason she should've changed the locks.

I know she's back in Brussels now and as far as I can see she never came near the place while she was back.

Unless she somehow knows I've been using it. Maybe Gus found out and tipped her off.

A chill creeps down my spine, but I shove it down. It's coincidence.

This is probably just a landlord thing. A random maintenance update.

But still. I know how this looks. I know how it will look to grandfather and I'm meeting him here before he leaves this city.

Behind me, footsteps echo through the dimly lit hallway. Slow. Measured. Unhurried.

I don't have to turn around to know who it is.

"Problem, mija?"

Don Alejandro's voice slides over me like oil-smooth, but suffocating.

I inhale slowly, plastering on a calm expression before facing him. He looks the same as always-immaculate suit, sharp eyes, the kind of presence that fills a room without trying. "Locks have been changed," I say, slipping the key back into my purse. "I guess it was inevitable."

His gaze flicks to the door, then back to me, unreadable. "Interesting."

doesn't. I hate his silence. It's

issue. I'll find another place

I'm leaving this city. I need to lay low for a while. So

myself from exhaling in relief.

Cass had the locks changed?" he asks

his gaze. "Possible but why would she do that now, after

"Exactly."

"Coincidences happen."

as if disappointed. "You should have learned by now-coincidences are a fool's comfort. I don't believe in them." A chill snakes down my spine, but I don't let it show. "What are

like it holds the answer. "That your little friend might know more than

"How?"

she saw you coming in here. Maybe someone else told her.

voice is smooth, unhurried, like he has all the time in the world. He never sounds like the most wanted man in the

web he's created. A web loyal to him because to not be, means death for you and for anyone close to you. If you care about those you love, you do as

off the streets who have a

but it doesn't reach his eyes. "You always were clever, Mia. And yet, you don't seem to want to consider the possibility that

again. "It could be

Perhaps she knows exactly what you've been using this place for. Perhaps... you are

my purse. "Cass hates me. The feeling

slow and deliberate. "If Cass does know anything... I'll find out and I'll take care

says it makes my stomach twist. She was my first real friend. I shouldn't have let that happen,

think

no loyalty to

have to. I know she would and

arm.

and feelings, they

weak. No one is truly your friend. Not really. Blood is stronger. Family is everything. You know I will look out for you," he murmurs.

a nod, swallowing past the lump in

every flicker of hesitation. "I have someone near her in Brussels," he says lightly. "Someone I know

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