MIA POV I followed Ryder down to the apartment two floors below his penthouse suite. My legs still felt unsteady from the desk. Every step reminded me of how easily he had broken me — pinned, counted, and shattered. The worst part was the small, traitorous voice in my head that whispered I had let him.The apartment was beautiful and cold. Modern furniture, floor-to-ceiling windows, a kitchen bigger than my old studio. My bags already sat neatly in the bedroom. He had moved me in without asking. Again.“Home for now,” Ryder said, closing the door behind us. He locked it. The sound made my stomach flip.“This isn’t home,” I shot back. “This is a cage.”He crossed the room and poured two glasses of water like we were normal people after a normal day. “A safe cage. Jax and the others won’t reach you here. The building has security that answers to me.”I took the glass but didn’t drink. “And who protects me from you?”His eyes darkened. He set his glass down and stepped closer. “No one.
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